I. II. III. IV. V.

as if death itself was undone.


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savabelle:

                         ⊰♡⊱ — “—and uh, the fuck you doing here…?” She’s startled, needless to say, the little bit of color she had draining from her face. Savy looks more like a ghost now than ever.

                         She thought she had finally encountered the distortion creature that has been snatching the students up and weighting the place down with darkness, but, well, not the case here. Switching gears from battler to inquisitor. Fighting it alone would have been stupid of her, anyway.

                         That’s too bad for you, Savy. People like Evelyn would wander into the most dangerous places without even questioning why. She had no control of her powers so it was just normal that unknown places were the things she’d find the most. And she hated it. Gosh, how much she hated it.

                           A familiar face. The girl looks around, her voice dropping a tone or two before answering the other, her ghostly features seeming somehow terrifying at night. It was like Halloween all over again, wasn’t it? Too bad this is real though. “I’m lost –… A lost soul. Pretty weird, huh.”