After wandering the streets for several hours, she couldn't help but fall to her knees and cry. Where was everyone? Why was she all alone?
...1...2...it's because of you...
She came here looking for her big sister. But now that she was here in this town, she couldn't find a single person to ask for help. She was all alone, with nothing but the mist and buildings to keep her company. She would hear sounds of something moving and would chase after it, desperate to see someone.
...3...4...I was on the floor...
Please, let there be someone out there who could help her. She just wanted to find her sister and go home. She missed her sister. She didn't want her sister to be angry with her anymore.
...5...6...you made a poison mix...
Then she saw someone, oh how happy she was to finally have someone to talk to. The woman ran as fast as she could calling for the person as she ran. But something was terribly wrong with the way they walked. She couldn't put her finger on it, but they moved like they were in a stretch jacket. But she didn't care, she needed to talk to someone.
...7...8...now I have a thirst I cannot sate...
As she got closer, she realized that this wasn't a person at all. It had the figure of one, but it was as if skin was pulled over their body, leaving them stumble about as they suffocated. A writhing hole belched blackish bile at her that ate at her coat. She screamed for help and saw another figuer. This one looked familiar though.
It was her sister! She ran to the older woman and hugged her with all her might. But there was something wrong with the way she smelled. It smelled like something...toxic...? She looked up to see the bloodshot eyes of her sister staring at her. Her hair was filthy, her skin was molting, and her teeth had rotted out. More of the blackish bile dripped from her melting lips, slowly eating away at the flesh on her front. The woman couldn't even scream as her 'sister' wrapped her arms around her and opened her mouth.
...9...10...now you stay in Shepherd's Glen...