She rolled her eyes, "Well, you're going to have to become one!"
Smas rolled his own eyes.
"Keep rolling your eyes, I'm going to have to knock 'emoh my god"
She stopped abruptly, coming to the edge of the cliff. Utter destruction everywhere. Where houses should have been, there were holes in the ground. Trees littered the ground, blocking the streets from all view. Blood adorned the trees, dripping from their branches as though a fresh rain had come from the sky. Piles of wood lay in ruins at their feet, and the worst of it all, were the bodies.
"Did we really have to go after the tornado?" asked Smas, anxiety dripping from every word.
"We shouldn't have," said Katrina, "But we did, and now we have to live with these memories forever."
"It must be terrible," said Smas, "This being one of your first memories."
Katrina just nodded, in utter shock. She felt as though her feet were super glued to the ground, and as though someone filled her skin with lead.
"Er, Katrina," said Smas, "Are you okay?"
Katrina shook her head, backing away slowly. She was getting flashes of memories back to her. Bodies lying everywhere, screaming, blood dripping from everything. One lone man, short, spiked black hair, standing up with a knife in hand. Sobs. Malicious laughter. Fear. Pain.
"What are these?" muttered Katrina, "What's going on?"
She felt a light tugging at the hem of her shirt, "Katrina? Are you okay?" The voice seemed far away, almost as though she didn't really exist. But she did, she knew that. Who was that man, though? Did this have to do with the note? She pulled it out of her pocket.
"A crime you did not commit," she muttered under her breath, "None of this is an accident, framed, everybody knows who I am."
"Katrina? Are you there?" It was the voice again. There was whimpering at her feet, and she snapped out of her trance. Smas breathed a sigh of relief.
"Wow, for a second there, I thought we had lost you."
"Smas...," she muttered, "Have you ever heard of me? I mean, before all this?"
He shrugged, "I heard about a 'Katrina' on the news, but that's a pretty common name."
"Did it say what she did?"
"Something about mass murder, and stuff."
"Smas," she said, looking toward him, "I didn't do it, none of that was me. I think I think the one who did it was related to me!"
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