A Tether || Graham Sisters | {Private}
A sharp pain pierced Rose's chest. Fuck. She doubled over and gasped as if somebody shoved a piercing hot oar through her body. A burning sensation circled various parts of her body. Out of sheer determination, she straightened herself back up, slowly and stiffly, but she managed to work through the pain. Something was wrong, she told herself. Without another moment of hesitation, her feet carried her out the door and down the lengths of the roadsides. Rose actually had no recollection of thinking of a destination but instinct was something she never shied away from. Her mind blurry and misty, but her intent was clear. A handful of flashes of landscape passed her by before she finally found herself at a door. The scent of blood prickled her nose. Not just any blood though.
Blood of her own kind. Blood that was identical to her own.
She kicked down the door in a mad flash of anxiety and glanced around. The absence of Lilian washed over her senses, driving her even closer towards the edge. The girl dashed around following the smell until she found the mirror image of herself laying on the ground.
"What the fuck have you gotten yourself into now?!" she cried out, sinking to her knees, and pressed against the first wound she saw to contain the blood.