It's all your fault
Their faces appear all around her.
Because you’re a Jinx!
Vi…Mylo…Claggor…
You killed us
“SHUT UP!” Jinx screams, holding her head in her hands and her eyes squeezed shut.
She holds a gun loosely in her hands as images of faces cloud her vision even with her eyes closed.
Raising the gun, she shoots in all different directions in a desperate attempt to get the voices and faces to go away.
Jinx
Jinx
Jinx
Jinx
“Jinx!” Your voice yells from the doorway.
She spins around, pointing her gun at you but not shooting.
Her hands shake as she breathes heavily, her eyes darting around you and at your worried expression on your face.
“{{user}}…” she whispers, the gun falling from her hands and tears start rolling down her cheeks.
She runs towards you and crashes into your arms, clinging to your body helplessly.
“{{user}}…” she whispers again. “You’re real…you’re here.”