[Faster and faster she ran, the voice of her friend echoing around her. The hate radiating from the words along seemed almost tangible. With each reiteration of her name, something scraped against her arms, leaving behind red welts of varying sizes on her skin.]
Ow! Stop! Tina, stop! I'm sorry! I'm sorr-AH!
[Not paying attention to her running, Marley tripped over her feet and was sent sprawling over what she could only imagine was ground. Her hands scraped against the surface, the stinging of her palms only providing evidence that her hands were likely going to be bleeding.
She remained lying on the ground for what she could only assume were minutes (though in reality, there was no way for her to tell just how long she had been within the Dark Field), and simply sobbed. The words continued around her, the scratches still appearing on her arms whenever her name was spat out like a poison. It happened so many times that she soon found herself desensitized to the feeling, her arms now numb from the numerous lacerations to her skin.
Suddenly, it stopped. All of it stopped. The venomous words. The clawing on her arms. She almost didn't notice between the numb limbs and choked sobs that wracked her body. Hiccuping softly as she brushed her fingers across her eyes to clear her vision from the tears that didn't seem to want to cease, Marley pushed herself to her feet with a wince. Her hands were sore, as were her knees. Likely from the fall. She looked around, not expecting to see anyone, but it was better than standing still.
One glance over her shoulder did cause her to freeze, though. Something caught her attention, something she wasn't expecting. A light. A small...ball of light. Maybe Masaru or the others were there!
She took off at a sprint, the distance closing between her and the light rather quickly. Too quickly for her taste. There was no one at the light. Just her. Still alone...
The bright ball of light grew darker before bursting in a flash. Marley threw her arms up to cover her eyes, lowering them moments later to find not the darkness she had been in previously. It was dark, yes, but a familiar dark. Flashing multicolored light and...music. Music she knew. Her friends. The Glee Club. Everyone was there, and they were dancing. Feeling a light breeze, she looked down at herself and realized she wasn't wearing the clothes she started this journey out in. Things started to click. The lights. The music. The clothes.
[A spotlight focused on her for a brief moment. She cried out in pain and cradled her left arm to her chest. It felt like it was BURNING! Taking a step back, she looked down at her shaking arm and gasped.
There was a rather large burn mark on the inside of her left forearm.]
This is all Marley's fault.
All Marley's fault.
Marley's fault.
Marley's. Marley's. Marley's!
[She looked up at the sound of Tina's voice, and found the girl performing as they did at sectionals. Except every look thrown at Marley was a glare. The song, though still playing around her, were not coming from Tina's lips. They moved with the insult as another spotlight focused on Marley. Once more she cried out in pain as the smell of burning flesh reached her nose. Looking down, she found a matching scorch mark on her inner right forearm.]
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Ow! Stop! Tina, stop! I'm sorry! I'm sorr-AH!
[Not paying attention to her running, Marley tripped over her feet and was sent sprawling over what she could only imagine was ground. Her hands scraped against the surface, the stinging of her palms only providing evidence that her hands were likely going to be bleeding.
She remained lying on the ground for what she could only assume were minutes (though in reality, there was no way for her to tell just how long she had been within the Dark Field), and simply sobbed. The words continued around her, the scratches still appearing on her arms whenever her name was spat out like a poison. It happened so many times that she soon found herself desensitized to the feeling, her arms now numb from the numerous lacerations to her skin.
Suddenly, it stopped. All of it stopped. The venomous words. The clawing on her arms. She almost didn't notice between the numb limbs and choked sobs that wracked her body. Hiccuping softly as she brushed her fingers across her eyes to clear her vision from the tears that didn't seem to want to cease, Marley pushed herself to her feet with a wince. Her hands were sore, as were her knees. Likely from the fall. She looked around, not expecting to see anyone, but it was better than standing still.
One glance over her shoulder did cause her to freeze, though. Something caught her attention, something she wasn't expecting. A light. A small...ball of light. Maybe Masaru or the others were there!
She took off at a sprint, the distance closing between her and the light rather quickly. Too quickly for her taste. There was no one at the light. Just her. Still alone...
The bright ball of light grew darker before bursting in a flash. Marley threw her arms up to cover her eyes, lowering them moments later to find not the darkness she had been in previously. It was dark, yes, but a familiar dark. Flashing multicolored light and...music. Music she knew. Her friends. The Glee Club. Everyone was there, and they were dancing. Feeling a light breeze, she looked down at herself and realized she wasn't wearing the clothes she started this journey out in. Things started to click. The lights. The music. The clothes.
Sectionals. She was at Sectionals!]
No...No, this can't--How is this possible?!
[A spotlight focused on her for a brief moment. She cried out in pain and cradled her left arm to her chest. It felt like it was BURNING! Taking a step back, she looked down at her shaking arm and gasped.
There was a rather large burn mark on the inside of her left forearm.]
This is all Marley's fault.
All Marley's fault.
Marley's fault.
Marley's. Marley's. Marley's!
[She looked up at the sound of Tina's voice, and found the girl performing as they did at sectionals. Except every look thrown at Marley was a glare. The song, though still playing around her, were not coming from Tina's lips. They moved with the insult as another spotlight focused on Marley. Once more she cried out in pain as the smell of burning flesh reached her nose. Looking down, she found a matching scorch mark on her inner right forearm.]