"...Oh."
She can't believe it; the words don't register. Her vision begins to blur.
"Huh."
kill myself. kill myself. kill myself. The letters twist and contort until they aren't letters, just meaningless ink on a page. kill myself. Those aren't words. Those little squiggly lines? Nonsense. She can feel her heartbeat in her throat.
Alucard, gone? She'd just talked to him. He hadn't shown any signs of distress. He was just Alucard, and Alucard got into trouble, sometimes, but surely nothing bad. Surely nothing fatal. Surely not. kill myself
She lets out a shaky laugh. Her fingers are sweaty. They can't grip the parchment anymore; it slips to the ground. She closes her eyes, presses her hands to her closed eyelids, and there the words are, their afterimage branded on the inside of her skull. kill myself.
"No. NO."