24HRS w/ Amelia & ChuChu
“Ok, so like you guys said that I should take a power nap and get my beauty sleep, and I like totally agree.” Amelia places her head on the decaying pillow and falls asleep immediately. Two hours and twenty three minutes have passed and the door to the room opens and a black hooded figure enters the room with a silver blade. The figure struts towards the lump on the bed and lifts the blade up and pushes down into the vibrant pink shirt that Amelia is wearing. The shirt is now more red than pink. The figure looks towards ChuChu and they exchange a slight nod of approval. Amelia is dead.