Mary Grace knew it. Knowledge was the real villain all along. She's never learning anything ever again.
She fishes in her bag for anything sharp and comes up with a fucking sharpened pencil. Fuck it. Mary Grace stabs at the nearest vine not wrapped around her own leg. Just in case she misses.
MEMORY: A Nightmare
She fishes in her bag for anything sharp and comes up with a fucking sharpened pencil. Fuck it. Mary Grace stabs at the nearest vine not wrapped around her own leg. Just in case she misses.