As the mob ensues around her, Sadako's sight begins to fail her, her brain throbbing in pain, trying to use her psychokinesis to prevent them from getting closer. A table moving, a door locking behind her, anything that could prevent her demise... And yet, to no avail. The wrathful pursuers were far more relentless than she. They burst through the door, one of the assailant's hands raised with a sharp utensil, ready to inflict pain upon her. Before the hand comes crashing down, Sadako's eyes jet open.
Her vision settles upon a solitary Sakura tree, pink petals gently gliding to the grassy terrain. "Great, another vision." She's had these unrelenting visions that refuse to subside, and they only become more frequent. When will they end, and why does she keep seeing them, she feels as if she'll never find out. However, she does know something bad was going to happen. Evil thoughts constantly try to push their way to the forefront of her mind, and it has been getting harder and harder to stop them. Her intuition tells her that the visions and evil thought are linked, as if she were about to be... reborn anew.
It finally occurs to her, these visions are not of her, but her evil alter that the Dr. kept sedated. Sadako needed to keep herself separated from the alter... at any cost. Her mother had told her of a dark, mist-like entity that she had seen off the coastline before Sadako was born. "M-maybe..." she whispers to herself. She kneels down to the ground, her palms lay onto her lap, almost prayer-like. She closes her eyes and hopes to beckon the entity to her, the clouds rolling quickly above her, growing dark as they loom over her. Suddenly, cool air swirls around her, thunder cracking in the sky. Her heart pounds in her chest as she feels the darkness beginning to over-take her. Demonic whispers flood her mind, urging her to let go and succumb to her evil self.
She forces her eyes open, only to be face-to-face with her own facade, enveloped in a thick darkness. To her horror, her reflection contorts into a menacing grin, "It looks like we'll BOTH be leaving now." Her scream is suddenly snuffed as the fog engulfs the two of them and she wakes up sat at a campfire, several eyes darting towards her. This must be what her mother had gotten a glimpse of all those years ago... {Well, I guess I got my wish.}












