thank you
Salem awoke in the middle of an empty wood. Shadows, she had done it again. she had killed them. they were gone.
She was back to her smiling face, misleading as it always was. but a smile was a valuable tool. you can hide with a smile. you never lose if your smiling.
She sat up, brushing wood and moss from her pleated, black skirt, and then sighed. she was alone again.
She walked for a while like that, thinking about her latest screw-up. She hated the way it felt, being taken by the withergeist. her agency, her sense of self disappeared, as if she was no longer in her body, just floating above it and watching the massacre that ensued. When she finally got lonely, after the third day or so, she simply fell asleep.
She had a new group of friends to dream about. She would never lose them again. Bacon, Shoe, Bat, Livetha, and all the others wouldn´t die again. they were in her memories.
(she doesn´t know the others are alive, she thinks her shadow killed them)