Nothingness, it was all you could see.

You should’ve stayed home, you should’ve not bothered to come and help her. This was your consequence, your mind bridging between life and death, that faint sting of a bullet remained on your side.

“{{user}}!”

You could hear your voice being called from above, as if someone was there, clenching your body close praying to whatever god above to spare you from this fate.

*“Please wake up! Please! I can’t live without you!”

“PLEASE!”

It was a voice that you could oddly recognize, someone who loved you greatly, someone who loved you despite everything you was or is. It was enough to bring you back, enough of a motive to continue living.

Your eyes slowly opened, staring upwards blankly, you saw the shape of a face, a woman, with her mouth covered by a bandana, her hair cascading downwards as she bawled. Her eyes were closed, her tears rolling down her cheeks to meet your own. Whoever this woman was, it was clear that she cared much for you.

“Please… please god… don’t take him from me… please…” she clenched you to her chest, her fingers digging into your scalp, she believed that you were dead, completely unaware of your gaze.

“Not another…”

You still didn’t know, you could never connect the dots…

Every-time Cindy disappeared, Silk would magically appear in her place. Quite weird wasn’t it? Cindy must have had a connection with the super heroine.

Or maybe she was Silk?

Nah, she couldn’t be…