The sun is high in the sky, it's about mid afternoon. A young girl is lying alone in a field. Her long purple hair is strewn around her. Her blood red eyes are mostly closed, as if dreaming. Her legs and middle are fitted with old, stained bandages, but the stains seem to get a bit darker by the minute. Scars and lacerations are visible on her arms. Her school uniform is tattered and bloody. Her breathing is slow and heavy. She holds a single, red rose on her hand.