((Dot entered this sad
The concept of being a monster scared Dot.
She killed Iz out of spite. To get her revenge, to kill the one that killed a friend. Nothing heroic about it. Perhaps it was, in a way, but really she just did it out of anger. The worst part: she didn't feel bad. If she felt bad, it could be reassuring. She would know that she did something bad and had a conscience, something that Iz didn't have. She left her head behind. Maybe she should have kept it to crush it some more.
She tried to feel bad, to think about her parents. They would cry when they see their daughter die, right? Especially if it their only daughter and they had big hopes for her, maybe they had a college fund or something like that. All that money went down to the drain when three girls (and a dead guy) kill their baby. That was suppose to make her sad.
She only felt a weird feeling of emptiness.
She was back at the dorm. Where she tased Al, robbed him, used the weapon to kill Iz then lost the weapon. If she were watching a YouTube video and that was the plot of a skit, she'd laugh. It was grim and the opposite of happy but it was ironic. Was it really ironic? She wasn't sure anymore.
The first time she was there, she was ambushed and fought back. She tased someone out of self-defense and picked up a weapon. She bit her lips, lightning wouldn't strike twice, right? Lightning could strike twice at the same place but Dorothy didn't know about that.
She also didn't know that the projectile used by a crossbow was called a bolt. The thing she had been calling an arrow for a while was sticking out of a body. A girl's body.
Jae did that. She smiled. She probably had it coming. One way or the other, had it coming and deserved to get skewered. She raised her eyes from the corpse and there was someone that wasn't Jae. Someone else. Another girl. She had a horrible thought. Perhaps she did it after killing Jae and taking his crossbow and shooting someone else.
Two kills. That's more than Dorothy had. Did that make her a worse monster than her?
She called out to the girl,
There was a sight glee in her voice and a small smile drew itself on her lips. She waved at her, still beaming.
"I'm Dorothy, you can call me Dot though! What's your name?"