Here’s that idea I had:
[We wake up in Vannabelle’s perspective. It’s pitch black. We can make out a dark purple pathway of sorts.]
Vannabelle: Where am I?
[We pan out as she starts walking. The pathway illuminates into a vibrant, juice-like purple with each step. A rather erratic, giant eye appears behind her. Its eye color is lavender. Then a rat-like grin appears. Let’s call this figure F.]
F: Oh dear, she’s told me all about you…
[Vannabelle looks over to see it.]
Vannabelle: What the—?!
F: It was all your fault.
[Another eye and mouth appears, it looks rather gruff and tired. The epitome of “I don’t want to be here.” This one will be called M.]
M: If you would’ve just stuck with your friends and hadn’t ventured into that room, then everything would’ve been different.
Vannabelle: I’M SORRY! I—
[Another eye and mouth appears. Their eye is really just a white dot that moves. This is J.]
Jeremy: You don’t deserve forgiveness. You failed her.
F: My, my!
M: You don’t deserve forgiveness from her.
J: You caused all of this.
[Vannabelle, breathing heavily and trying to get away from these faces, trips and falls onto a much wider platform. The heartbeat in her head screams. As those three dissipate, two eyes and a mouth appear. It’s Vanessa’s.]
Vannabelle: PLEASE!! I WANT TO FIX WHAT I DID!!
Vanessa?: I hate you for what you did. You can’t fix it.
Vannabelle: I SAID I WANTED TO RECONCILE!! WHY ARE YOU MAD AT ME FOR BRINGING YOU BACK SO WE COULD?!
[The platform she’s on now has many eyes and even more stare at her from above. Vannabelle tears up out of terror.]
Vanessa?: I will never forgive you.
Vannabelle: I’VE CHANGED! I PROMISE! I GOT OUT FROM UNDER HIS FINGER!
F: People never change.
J: Especially people like you.
???: Look at what you’ve done to the world. You collapsed society. All because of curiosity.
Vannabelle: I’M SORRY!! I’LL DO BETTER, I PROMISE.
[She gasps. Then it all comes flooding back. What she did. How wrong she was to help him. It’s all her fault.]
???: Come back to me. You can leave it all behind. Help yourself.
Vannabelle: NO!! I DON’T WANT TO.
???: Well then. I guess you were really nothing but a pawn after all.
J: I never liked you.
M: Loud and annoying.
F: Which makes me think, have you ever heard of karma?
Vannabelle: NO!! PLEASE!! I WANT TO CHANGE!!
Vanessa?: You don’t deserve a second chance.
[The platform opens out from under her. She starts changing into something. But, before she can comprehend it.]
[Vannabelle shoots up. Gasping out of terror. She looks around, noticing that everyone around her has fallen asleep. Resting peacefully, even.]
[It was just a nightmare.]
Guilt is dream-like.
You don’t remember it, but somehow it hurts to think about.
