"...Can we leave..?" Marie asked quietly. She couldn't stand the gore, it made her feel ill. Without waiting for anyone to answer, she walked out of the alleyway though an entrance to it, and Willow followed close behind.
Jason stared at the corpse, before collapsing into it, sobbing. "Sister!" He howled, his face buried in the corpses chest, maggots and worms crawling all over him. "Sis...ter...." He sobbed, and after a short pause, he screamed. "UWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
I sat down next to Jason. "I could try to bring her back if you want..." I murmured quietly to Jason, not looking at the gore. "But it may not work..."
Jason didn't reply, just hugging the corpse, slowly pushing the knife up to his neck. "I hate you... I hate you... I hate you..." He whispered to himself, hearing his sisters voice say the same words.
Jason ignored her, crying, the tears going red upon touching the gore. Satoshi laughed under his breath, watching Jason. Tears fell on the knife, reflecting his face onto it. He pushed the tip in, only causing a small wound, but blood pouring out of it. He attempted to push the knife further into his neck.
'Dammit' I thought to myself. "Marie, Willow! Can you hold him down?" I asked, ignoring Satoshi's laughter. I struggled to pull the knife away from Jason, cutting myself in the process.
Nodding, I stood up, my scythe raised. "In edytanve wok tek lojh joul, I jell mc joul ho hte zeakek ow pc rec!" I chanted, placing the tip of my blade in her heart. I remained frozen as her intestines and flesh grew back, the bugs disappearing. I felt the back of my neck heat up as the symbols on my collar change.
Her corpse was no longer rotten, but she didn't come back to life. Her skin was still cold. Jason's blood was running all over her, his face still buried in her chest, sobbing. "Sister... I..."
"I-I-It's ok..." He barely managed to say, hugging his sister tighter. "Sister... sister... sister... sister..." He repeated, pushing the knife slightly further in every time he said that word.
Satoshi read the words on the collar, remembering how she told him what it said before. He stared at Jason, who was still sobbing, not saying anything, not hearing anything.