“It’s the only way. We can’t end up like mother.”
Darkness surrounded Misa. She could only hear the voice speaking to her, resonating and echoing from the pitch blackness that surrounded her. The voice was unfamiliar, but she could immediately recognize it to be her sister.
“We’ll be together forever. I promise. So just take my hand, and we can rule the world together. Come.”
A pinprick of light caught Misa’s eye. She stood still, but it grew larger as if she—or it—was fast approaching her.
“Join me.”
Misa reached out, though she couldn’t be sure if it was her hand or something in her subconscious grabbing for the light. Heat radiated from it, and a pale hand emerged from the white abyss. The moment Misa touched it, screams echoed in her ears. A fire whooshed
