A young woman placed her hand inside the empty glass bowl in front of her. The glass and the summer sunlight made her crimson manicured nails look like it was blood shimmering on her finger tips. How befitting. Her cheeks were wet with tears as she casually moved her hand around the empty space. A shiver went down her spine as her fingertips brushed against a folded slip of paper. A couple minutes passed but she couldn’t let her hand touch the paper. Still, she had to pick it up at some point. It was the only thing inside the glass bowl.
There is a second chance. Its not too late.
The woman finally picked up he folded slip of paper and unfolded it. She pushed back her blonde hair and focused her emerald eyes on the paper. At that moment, the patio vanished and she was on her knees. Blood and pain was everywhere. The sunlight turned into monstrous thundering as the clear sky became gray. She was on her knees now and facing certain death, It would take only seconds for her to die.
It took a fraction of that time for her to die on the inside.
“I give up!” She screamed “you’re too powerful.”
She snapped out of the memory and turned her attention back on the slip of paper in her hands. The patio and the serene summer day was back with no sign of a storm brewing. The words ‘Game over’ rang in her mind as she opened up the paper. Another wave of tears and guilt overcame her as she read the name, The black words printed on the paper stabbed her broken heart like a knife.
Mary Basilius of Ashton, Conn. - Age 18
The name burned in her mind as she covered her mouth to keep back another sob from escaping. The woman closed her eyes tight but she saw the name flashing like a billboard. She knew who the girl was, but she shouldn’t have been selected. Not an innocent girl with no connection to any of this. Now the girl was going to die a premature death because she gave up too soon.
She will end it. There is hope for you too.
A shred of hope came and she dared to believe that it could be her. Maybe it wasn’t too late. For both of them.
Reality kicked in. There was no way the girl was going to survive when she herself nearly died. The girl was going to die before she could come close to ending this stupid curse.Still….maybe....just maybe this Mary could make it. If she could then she was going to have the fight of her life. Hopefully she won’t die in the process.