I awoke to face...nothing. It was utterly, completely dark. I started gasping as I flashed back to the locker, covered in insects and filth...
Only to scream as I realized I was still trapped in the dark. I could feel something soft surrounding me, but behind that softness was a hard barrier. It lay in all directions, and no matter how much I struggled, pushed, or kicked, there was no sign of it giving under my efforts. The only good part about it was that I had more room than in the locker.
Barely.
Had to get out. Had to get outoutoutouthadtogetout!
The world twisted sickeningly, and then I was dumped onto cold, wet grass. The streetlights seemed to blaze nearly blindingly after that sudden shift. Oh, it was raining, too. Apparently even the weather hates me.
...who was I, again?
I was...I was...a slab of stone caught my attention.
Here lies Taylor Hebert
Beloved daughter
June 19, 1995-January 7, 2011
Oh. Oh hell. That brought a lot back.
I looked down at myself. The cold rain soaked through me, but it didn't hurt. Just made things leaden, unfeeling. I lifted my hands to see I was wearing a dress. A dark, black dress. I'd never worn it in my life.
The answer smacked into me like a baseball thrown by Alexandria. It was a funeral dress. That meant the space I had been in was...was...my coffin. I'd somehow shifted myself from inside my grave to on top of it.
I let out a scream to the uncaring sky.
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