[h2][center][color=#FF6633]Scarlett[/color][/center][/h2]

A hand came flying at her face and she felt a sudden sting in her face. Quickly after Scarlett's eyesight begins to blur as the once distinct lines became blobs of shapes and colors. [i]Yelling[/i]. That was all she heard. The filthy words that were thrown at her face were no longer coherent. They were now just a string of verbal insults intertwined with the occasional pain to her body. 

[i]I wish you never existed![/i]
[center][i]You are useless...[/i][/center]
[right][i]It's all your fault.[/i][/right]

These statements no longer held any effect on her, though the tears still ran down her face on instinct. 

"I wish [i]you[/i] never existed," she thought angrily.

Her vision was suddenly filled with water and she panicked, as she started to grapple for anything around her. As she tried to swim up, something kept pushing her down again and again. She struggled to breathe, but after a couple of minutes her body just gave up. 

"Oh, that's right," she thought, "she was trying to kill me..." 

Scarlett remembered the scene before all of this was happening. Her stepmother had called her out in the backyard near the pool. It was pitch black outdoors and Scarlett had to squint her eyes to even manage to see the shape of her stepmother. Soon, the figured disappeared and by the time she knew it, she couldn't breathe.

"I see...so that's what the beasts plans were," She thought as she was sinking to the bottom, "By getting her step-mother get arrested and going to jail for murder, her dad will have no income coming in, forcing him to once again live on the streets. [i] Alone.[/i] Not resisting her quickly upcoming death, Scarlett let her eyes close, having the last thing she saw was the bubbles from her last breathe.

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself somewhere odd. There was a misty haze that swept across the area, making hard to see anything a farther than a foot away from her. However, there was one shape that stood through the thick fog. It was a shape of a house, but it gave off a menacing atmosphere that screamed, "[i]Stay Away![/i]." However, she knew she was already dead, so what was the worst that could happen?

[i]In return for granting a wish, you will work for me after death.[/i]

That statement echoed throughout the area, reminding her of the contract she had made with the beast. As she attempted to walk towards the house, it get steadily harder to climb. The hill got dangerously steeper as she kept going, seeing as the shape of the house never got bigger. 

"How far away is this house?" She thought, tiredly. After what felt like three hours she found herself at the door of the house beside a blackened tree. She hesitated at the door for a little, but eventually took a deep breathe and knocked on the door, giving it three light taps.