Imogen Sherbet
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Never bother anyone again? Panic was sparked within her as she mentally ran through the implications of that phrase. Confirming her suspicions, images began to flash through her mind without her consent-people screaming, falling, blood, weapons flying, Daichiro covered in blood....
She tried her best to stop the visions, but she couldn't. She couldn't get it out of her head- Daichiro standing there, his clothes drenched and stained as red as his eyes. Her breathing sped up, and her heart began to race. Never in her life had she seen something so brutal. Gritting her teeth, she clutched at the edges of her desk so hard that her knuckles turned white. Damn it. What the hell have I walked into?
She tried her best to stop the visions, but she couldn't. She couldn't get it out of her head- Daichiro standing there, his clothes drenched and stained as red as his eyes. Her breathing sped up, and her heart began to race. Never in her life had she seen something so brutal. Gritting her teeth, she clutched at the edges of her desk so hard that her knuckles turned white. Damn it. What the hell have I walked into?