Jessy blinks, her heart painfully seizing at Hanzo's words. She turns, only to find herself alone once more. Determined, she clenches her eyes shut and shakes away the tears threatening to spill. Am I losing my mind? Blaze is safe at home, at the manor. Taking a deep breath, she tries to steady herself. It's just a panic attack, she reassures herself. Everything will be fine. People die every day.
With hands still trembling, Jessy retrieves the gun, careful to keep it discreetly tucked into the front pocket of her blazer. Exhaustion threatens to overtake her once again. It's the lack of sleep, she deduces. It's making things appear worse than they actually are. Just one more game, she tells herself. Then she can sleep, for as long as she wants, maybe forever.
Making her way towards the r
