There was a new noise. Alice registered this dimly, but she was past caring. Everything just hurt like nothing she had ever felt and everything she never wanted to feel again. There were loud noises of something hitting a solid object, shouts, and footsteps. The tailor didn't care, as her blood and tears seeped onto the ground of the alleyway. Her coat beyond repair as was the dress beneath. Blood leaked from the corner of her mouth as she stared blankly at the fuzzy outlines of the buildings. Liam... Liam Enduro had done this.

Why? She had made such a lovely coat, he had been so spectacular in it. His manners had been lovely. [i]It was going to be a lovely night[/i], she thought as a tear trailed down her cheek. Her chest shallowly rose and fell as she heard the clang of a bell, but there were no bells here? Did it matter? Alice supposed not. Nor did the shriek of metal matter as she heard footsteps approached her. But, she did one last thing- one last word. It was the least she could do. For whatever she had done to cause this. Had she done something to cause this? What was this even? Why? Her thoughts spiraled as she whimpered in pain her tears falling like slow raindrops. SO helpless, so useless. She was merely a tailor. A woman of cloth and needle. Prey had he said? But seemed to find her so beautiful and charming. To appreciate her work. So why? [i]"Why-?"[/i] Alice whispered or did she? Her vision blurring and slowly dimming to the point she would not be able to see things for much longer.  Why had this happened to her? She just wanted a nice life.