What's that smell?
Are those roses? How weird. Why would a certain black-haired smell roses? The last thing she remembers is being in the hospital where her father is currently staying. That's right. He is being operated right at this moment.
Or is he?
A loud gasping sound resounded and as a pair of greens roamed around, she perceived something weird. She slowly took her seat from the sofa and looked around. To her confusion, there are black roses and dark green veins everywhere. To her curiosity, she reached for the unusual plants around her. But when she touched a bud, she immediately flinched. When she gazed at her hand, something red appeared. Her hand is bleeding. How weird. That felt real. But isn't she just dreaming?
She stood up and tried to look for the source of the plants. When she walked outside, there was no one and only darkness is around.
"Hello?" She calls out but her voice only echoed into nothingness. She gulped down the fear she was feeling while her heart was starting to palpitate on the weird side. Nonetheless, she continued walking the dark endless hallway while following the source of the veins.
Her feet led her to the direction of the OR with its door open. Again, she cannot help but gulp down the anxiety that is eating her scared heart. She doesn't want to continue. She wants to stop. But something is telling her to keep going.
Slightly trembling, she pushed the twin doors and what welcomed her...is a sight that made her freeze on the spot. She literally couldn't move. She just stared at the back of tall woman in pure black velvet dress. She has long curly jet black hair and dark green ribbon beautifully tied on her head. But it wasn't the beautiful mysterious woman that sent shivers down her spine. But the other woman this woman was facing.
Wearing a pure white dress, a woman who clearly looks lifeless with her eyes closed, pale skin and lips, is being pulled by the black roses and their dark green veins which seemed attached to the wall.
Sarina felt her stomach churn upside down upon realizing the identity of the woman being eaten by the plants that seem like it has its own life. And it is all because the woman...has the same face as her.
"W-What is happening?" was all she could mutter with a shaky voice.
As she did so, the mysterious beautiful woman slowly turned to her direction. And again, she frowned upon seeing the face of the other curly black-haired. And it is all because aside from the pure obsidian-colored hair, this woman shares her green eyes. But this woman is more terrifying with her evil smirk and darkened gaze.
"Man sieht nur das, was man weiß."
Sarina frowned because she didn't understand. Seeing this, the woman who looked like her chuckled and turned to her, before blurting another that she didn't comprehend.
"Was dich nicht umbringt, wird dich stärker machen."

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