۞ Nightmare not as worse as Hell {Open ~Text Message~}
What shocked the girl the most was by no means the smell of death, blood and rotten flesh. Neither were the corpses that seemed to lie everywhere on the beach she currently was at. Honestly, she was used to such things. No- She was used to much worse things. This place was sick, and twisted, and full of death, but nothing in comprassion to her Otherworld.
But that was not in the brunettes mind, or at least, it was not the most important thing, no.
What was, however, was confusion. Confusion and shock.
She looked herself over for the feelt onehundred time, but the result was the same. The blue school uniform, long, brown hair in a ponytail, fourteen year old body.
This Gabriel ... He had somehow managed to get her part of the soul, and split it away from the rest of Heather's. Or had Heather split her soul herself? No. No, she wasn't able to do this. Only Alessa herself was. Then how? It frustrated her that she didn't knew, it frustrated her that she had no idea what was even going on, so much that she shoot a psychic wave into an random direction, sending a few death bodies fly a rather long distance away, making disgusting noices when they hit the ground again. It didn't bother her, however. She knew this kind of noice, she knew it all to well and was used to it just the same.
With an dark and annoyed expression, Alessa grabbed the backpack that lied beside her, and walked towards a nearby rock, sitting down. Her movements were still rather shaky, her soul still adjusting to the 'new' body. Carelessly opening the zipper, she looked inside. That phone was still the only thing in there. The phone that told her why she was here. She? Working for him? Goddamnit, no. Alessa didn't cared about the chip inside her body. She already knew where it was, even without looking for it. Actually, she could easily destroy it, but the damn thing would shatter, and she didn't felt like having metal pieces in her body. Also, there was still a chance that it would still explode when destroyed. She had already died once, and had suffered things far worse than death, so she wasn't afraid of it.
Pulling the phone out, she flipped it open and looked at it. There were other persons here, right? She had the feeling there were, but according to the situation, her mind could trick her. ... Might as well just test it out.
It was more modern than the phones she was used to, so she struggled a little while writing a message. The girl did not felt like talking personaly, and honestly ... What was a video call? Some kind of call with a camera or something? ... Well, it didn't matter.
Is there anyone else on this island? If yes, then I guess you are here because that Gabriel brought you here too, right?
... ... I'm at the beach, near the shore. I just arrived. It is probably not the smartest idea to give my location away in a situation like this, but ... If you are interested, you can meet me there if you want.
That was ... Okay, she thought. Honestly, she had no idea how she was supposed to 'talk' to people here. They could be dangerous, after all. And even though she was strong, she had her limits, too.
But somehow, Alessa would still like to know that she wasn't alone in this place. She hated to be alone.
Pressing the 'send' button, the brunette continued to sit there, looking around. She was being used ... Used.
And even more bodies flew through the air.
