• Reverdy giggled as she twirled under the large oak tree. Her long, curly brown hair glistened in the thunderous rain. It had always been raining, ever since the world went mad. The lightning flashed and the thunder did a booming round of applause. It was like being at a concert--the bright lights and roaring clap from the audience. Reverdy's light-blue dress was soaked to the core, and she was shaking. She was so cold. After being practically insane for the past three years, she began to quiver and giggle from time to time; mostly at random. Her irises had gone completely black, just as everyone elses had, and she her skin had turned a very pale white. Reverdy was lanky and completely skinny. She didn't sleep, eat, or drink. Compared to her old self, she was very ugly.

    Time to time, she would come back to reality. A flash back. Almost like a vision, but to the past. It would always be of her time in the world of sanity; where she was beautiful, had a life, had brilliant blue eyes, was not insane. She had one of those moments right now. She stared blankly into the rain, the shaking coming to and abrupt halt.

    John kept staring at me today. Staring and smiling. I thought this had to be the cutest thing, although suspicious. "What?" I had asked multiple times with a laugh. He'd just shrink down to my eye level and smirk, "Nothing Revy dearest." I'd always liked that he called me Revy, rather than Reverdy. I never much liked my own name. It was too serious for my very unserious lifestyle. I usually thought about changing it, but John would never let me. He would simply glare at me and say, "One day, you're name may be all you have left. And if you change it now, you will lose your own identity." He was very eerie every time he did that. Like he knew something I didn't. But today, I put all that behind me. Because John asked me to marry him...

    She quickly came back to the present and shook her head ferosciously. "No! No, no, no, no, no, no!" She punched and kicked and screamed as she held her head tightly. "Not you too, John! You're gone! Stop coming back to me! You're gone, gone, gone! Forever! You did this to all of us! To me! To yourself! Stop getting back in my head!" tears streamed down her cheeks and her head throbbed. This would last hours. She was insane, after all.