Her ruby eyes narrowed, her attention moving to a particular scar on her arm. It was a long scar, running down the length of her whole arm, and it was stitched. Judging from her the skin seemed to stretch, it was a pretty wide wound, as though a whole strip of flesh there had been peeled away. She shuddered. But, this scar didn't belong to the explosion or chaos of the town. No, it was something else entirely. Something flashed across her vision - it was for three mere seconds, but that was enough for her sharp eyes to see what the scene was. A completely white room, yet darkness filled it. The walls and floor seemed to be made from soft white cloth, but the one light bulb in the middle of the room was broken. It was a small box, and she could barely see the hunched over figure at the corner of a room, in a straitjacket that seemed to have blood covered over one arm. She could make out, through the messy strands of white hair concealing the human's face, the crooked smile full of bloodied teeth, and the smile moved to mouth the words 'I See You.', before the girl threw her head back and seemed to let out a barking laugh, at the same time, a small trail of blood seeped out from the corner of her mouth.
The ruined town returned and she stumbled back, her palms pressing against the brick wall behind her. What was that? She shook her head and told herself it was a crazy imagination, and sank down to the floor, not noticing how the fingers of her left hand curled tightly around the jacket sleeve of her right hand, until she could feel the painful pressure placed on the stitched wound.