Amber sits in the field, a couple bouquets and hand made flower jewelry sit in a basket. Theres the sound of crunching, and a shadow covers Amberās form. Amber turns around and gives them a small smile, and the owner of the shadow then crouches down to her level.
āYouāve been busy out hereā
Amber giggles and looks off slightly.
āI knowā¦ Needed some alone time, and I wanted to make you some things..! Think of it as an apology!ā
Thereās a familiar snort.
āAn apology? For what? You havenāt done anything wrong, have you? Iām already upset just thinking about you not including me in on it!~ā
Amber shoves them playfully with a laugh,
āNo, no! Nothing like that!! You know I would include you, idiot!ā
The being shoves her back, and she shoves them back. It evolves into a shoving and rolling in the flowers match, full of laughter and snorts, and only comes to a halt when one of them ends up rolling a distance in the flowers from the shove. Amber pops her head up, flower petals now stuck in her hair. She grins wide with a playfully devious look, then begins to stand.
āAlright, thatās it! Quand je t'attraperai, je te couvrirai de tant de fleurs que tes amants ne sauront mĆŖme plus distinguer la plante de toi !ā
The other being shouts as they scramble up and begins to run, with Amber already right on their tail.
ā Oh la vache ! Youāve gotten faster since the last time! Bet i can still outrun you home though!! HAHA!ā
āYOU WISH!!!ā
As Amber chases of her sibling off into the distance, the view of them begins to turn to static. Their laughter becomes muffles, andā¦
Eventuallyā¦.
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Somethingā¦
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Starts fading backā¦
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Into view
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And itās horrific.
PT sits, still in her dress, at a floating dining table somewhere in the structure she made. Across from her is Bill, and hovering next to him is a still unconscious Eldritchā¦ still inside a cage. PT and Bill are eating whatās on the table set out before them, and its the full set of bodily remains of a human.
All the plates with food are set into specific spots so that the viewer knows what used to be which organ. A long intestine stuffed with human meat and cooked like a sausage, haggis using a human liver, and so much more. The worst part of it allā¦ is the still beating heart and breathing in the middle that connect to a sobbing human head that watches them slowly consume his body. He begs for them to kill him soon, to end this tortureā¦
ā¦..
Itās music to both their ears.
