[center][b]Contained Corporeal Reality Shard 019.
New Graeline City, Palatine Heights.
Rosemary Asher.[/b][/center]
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	[color=mediumorchid][i]Left... Right... Left again... But maybe behind me?[/i][/color]
	
	Rosemary's eyes dashed back and forth in every direction. The so often calculated and level-headed girl was at her breaking point. No matter where she went, it always seemed to follow, appearing just in her peripherals, and never long enough for her to analyze its form in full. Instead, Rosemary only caught glimpses of it, which only led to her building more and more intrigue. She just [i]had[/i] to know what seemed to trace her every movement- what followed her relentlessly every day without fail. All the poor girl knew of her stalker was its vaguely humanoid appearance and its constantly silhouetted form. The rest of its shapes were indiscernible, but that didn't stop Rosemary from being overtaken by an eerie, haunting feeling whenever it graced her vision. The thoughts of the man following her had started to plague her every waking moment. Her pace was always hurried, no matter where she went. Even as she strolled through her own apartment building, she moved swiftly with anxiety in every step. It wasn't until the poor paranoia-plagued girl jumped inside her family's apartment and slammed the door shut, barring her back against it, that she exhaled a sigh of relief. It was so trivial for something like a simple hallucination, but that didn't matter to Rosemary. Her fears just took over sometimes.

	But now she was safe. Rosemary exhaled a sigh of relief, rolling her shoulders a bit as she opened her eyes to the safety of her own sanctuary. It was all dark, but perhaps that was better. No shadows could chase her in a room that was already encompassed in darkness. Slowly the paranoia started to die down, but as Rosemary pushed open the door to her own room before her stood something she'd never seen before. It was, for once, full-bodied. The shadow before her no longer hid invisibly in her peripheral vision. She was right in her inferences to its appearance. The creature appeared as black as shadow, though as much as its form looked like smoke, it was solid. Its appearance wasn't what brought the fear filling Rosemary's body once more, though. It's mutant-esque mass of misplaced flesh spreading all throughout its body and its patches of misplaced tufts of midnight black fur left it with a grotesque appearance. It was a bulky monstrous figure, with very little similarities to any man. [i]It was no human...[/i] Just staring at the thing brought back so many negative feelings. Rosemary just wanted to run, and when she saw the thing move even a little bit, there was nothing stopping her.

	The girl dashed back towards the way she came. She could hear a wailing behind her, as if the creature tailed her without giving up a step, but when she glided back out the front door to her apartment, all the sounds stop. All went silent save for the poor girl's heavy, panicked breaths. Rosemary had not a moment's respite, though, as the beast reappeared as quickly as it always had. Jumping from the corner of Rosemary's eyes at the end of the one of the long hallways, she could see the shadows hastily rushing towards her. She wasted not even a moment to proceed. Perhaps if Rosemary hadn't been on edge the entire day, she wouldn't have made the daring... or [i]not so daring[/i] escape to the hall's opposite end. Given even a few seconds more, the beast would have undoubtedly outrun the young girl, but as Rosemary entered the stairwell, she seemed to gain some ground. As soon as she crashed through the door, the creature seemed caught up, but that didn't stop Rosemary from bolting up the stairwell even further.

	Her pace didn't slow even slightly until Rosemary found herself out of stairs and weakly reaching out to desperately grasp at the final door's handle and bursting out onto the roof. She didn't even care to look back yet. That was a second thought in her mind as she first scanned the bleak concrete rooftop. [color=mediumorchid][i]Empty... Please let it stay that way.[/i][/color] As Rosemary slowly and cautiously rotated around to few a full three-hundred and sixty degrees. She let out a sigh, peering back towards the unmoving door. [color=mediumorchid][i]It was just a shape... A hallucination. Why was I scared? It couldn't do anythi-[/i][/color] Rosemary's thoughts all ceased as something smashed into her body. The shadows she'd so often find herself timidly evading speared directly into her side. The creature came from the sheer drop at one of the roof's edges, moving so fast that she hadn't even a second to react as she was tackled off the edge of the building.

	[color=mediumorchid][i]So this is where it all ended.[/i][/color] The creature was less than a meter away from Rosemary also in freefall. Her last vision was entirely coveted by the creature. It roared loudly, exposing a gnarled set of pure white fangs bigger than any shark's teeth. [i]No... No... This couldn't be it.[/i] Rosemary's last thoughts were plagued with nothing but shadow.
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[center][b]Layered Reality [color=gray]???[/color]
Hollow Egress, Navain.
[color=mediumorchid]Rosemary Asher[/color]//[color=gray]???[/color][/b]
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	[i]Everything was black. Her vision coveted nothing but... well nothing.[/i] It wasn't static, however. Instead, the color before her wavered until greys and colors exploded before her. She began see. Noises of whistling winds and distant casual voices. She began to hear, and when finally the wind rolled over her body and blades of grass swished and caressed against her skin, she began to feel. [color=mediumorchid][i]Everything was fine?[/i][/color] The girl let out a confused sigh of relief as she sat upright. Glancing left and right, she could see a few others in similar positions or prancing about in the grass. It was a peaceful place. Had it not been for her previous memory, Rosemary would have felt serene. All had seemed well until she caught a glimpse of what appeared directly before her: A black shadowy mass, shimmering gently as if some sort of ghastly incorporeal creature, but real all the same. 

	Rosemary scrambled backwards, unable to rise to her feet with such urgent panic overtaking her mind. Her hands rose in front of her as she cowered, eyes squeezing tightly shut. A short scream escaped the girl's lips as she finally started to comprehend, or at least recognize what was happening before her. Her paranoia had finally given way. There was no emotion within Rosemary at the moment-- No emotion but fear. [color=mediumorchid][i]It was happening again. Was once not enough?[/i][/color]