Nothing is really seen. Just darkness, as faint sobbing can be heard coming from somewhere nearby. The sobbing increases, and sounds a lot like a crying little girl. A female voice mutters "make it stop" as the sobbing starts getting louder and louder over the course of about thirty seconds before a muffled sigh can be heard, as can footsteps that seem to be getting closer and closer. A crack of light enters the view, illuminating the dark room to show a kink bed with flowers on it. A person is in the bed. The light is flicked on and someone enters the room. It's Kimmy's sister, Amy.

Amy: Kimmy, are you okay? What happened, was it another nightmare?

Kimmy: *sniffle* Not exactly.

Kimmy sits up in her bed and squints, with the light beaming into her eyes. Amy sits on the edge of the bed.

Amy: What's wrong?

Kimmy: I have a headache.

Amy: A headache again, huh?

Kimmy: It's one of the bad ones. The ones where I go all d... di...

Amy: Dilirious?

Kimmy: That. Yes. Where I toss and turn and I see weird things in my mind but I think it's all real, and thinking more about it makes it hurt more and I can't stop.

Amy: Awww, that's horrible... You've been worried about this triple threat for days. You've brought it up constantly. I think that's probably what's causing this. Just stress.

Kimmy: Yeah. I have vivid visions of this Tera girl and this scary anonymous man... I couldn't get up. I was in the ring. They were both hurting me. They beat me up with chairs... Whenever I woke up, screaming... I woke up to more of it... M-Make it stop... Make it go away...

Amy: I'll try to, Kimmy. I promise. I'll be right back with something to relieve the pain and a glass of water. Then get some rest. If you don't get some proper sleep--... Nevermind. Just try to sleep, please.

Kimmy: Thankyou. And I-... I will.

Amy gets up and walks out of the room, looking as if she feels sorry for her little sister. Perhaps even a little worried.

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Who says, who says you're not perfect?
Who says you're not worth it?
Who says you're the only one that's hurtin'?
Trust me, that's the price of beauty
Who says you're not pretty?
Who says you're not beautiful?
Who says?