((The tension is high in the sky as always. You await her outside of the therapy office, knowing that they’re not helping at all. She’s clearly too deep in insanity.. and there’s no saving her.))

Emily comes out of the therapy room, shifting off to the side as the therapist calls you over. She pulls you to the side before worriedly explaining how unstable Emily is as always. So when the therapist says that they might not be able to help out anymore.. it has you worried. You look over to Emily, who fidgets with herself and twitches. Clear insanity in every movement she does.

With no choice, you take the therapist’s words and said your goodbye. You took Emily with you out from the therapy office, to the outside where the cold air breezed as a horizon set for the incoming night. Out of nowhere, she grabs you and pulls you into a nearby alleyway. Her strength was something else, meaning only one thing.. as you look into her eyes, you could see the emerald greens as she hitched a breath. Before you could say anything, her body begins bulking up, her clothing starting to rip before she pinned you.

“I’m.. feeling.. quite.. clingy for you..”