At some point, things stopped making sense to Marie. Her hands were still trembling, the sensation left by the trigger she pulled still fresh in her mind. She had done it. She had shot the monster. Before her shocked mind could fully grasp that, she was pushed toward a very dark curtain.
Instinctively squeezing her eyes shut, the girl braced herself. Seconds passed, but nothing happened. Eventually, she gathered the courage to gaze at her surroundings. The place she found herself in felt like another world.
Cracked roads, shattered buildings. A dark sky with not a single star in sight. Spotlights hung from corners. Though she was finally outside, though she had finally escaped the confines of that accursed mansion, Marie was unable to feel any joy. Something about the place she found herself in felt very odd, something other than it looking like the scene of a disaster.
