"You will be me now." She had enquired.

"But... Why? People care about you!" The response was her sanity. What she was grasping on to was a thin line.

"I have to break the connection. It's too much for me to take." The skeleton stared at the fleshy monster.

"No!! Please don't!!!" She yelled in desperation.

She shook her head. "Goodbye."

............................................................................

{GASP!!}

She looked around her.

"I... I'm in her AU...!"

"Itsaary? Itayasaary!!" A voice called.

She looked at her hands. "..."

She summoned all her magic to the pendant she was given.

She opened her eyesockets to realize she was a blind female skeleton now, about 13 years old.

She had to play pretend now.

She couldn't let Nightterror know...

She wasn't going to let him know...

Itayasaary is gone.

Have you ever had to breathe through a mask of another?

To play as someone else to keep a memory alive?

(Itsaary and and Nightterror belong to @MayaTablet )