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the leaves crunched in a delightful rhythm, as the boots they wore became wet, snow clinging desperately yet falling despite their attempt. the early morning false sun shone, highlighting the eyelashes that were adorning eyes downcasted in thought.
a dangle of keys were like a rainbow in the dark. asif it was water to a man in the sahara. but of course, it wasn’t the sahara, and y/n wasn’t a dehydrated man but instead a bleeding out person.
the idea that may be portrayed to one about a rainbow in the dark is that it is an impossible event, but it is more like a highly improbable event. as, if there was a slim chance that the world stopped rotating yet the moon continued it’s own, that there could be a possible rainbow in the dark, or if a different planets sun was extremely close, but these are highly unlikely events, yet could be possible. hence why they are not impossible, yet just improbable.
a rainbow in the dark would be better represented like the chances of dying of a paper cut. of course, paper cuts are usually small incisions of the skin caused by paper, which is a likely event. the chance of bleeding out because of a paper cut though, is extremely improbable. yet, it could happen, as if it was big enough, or you had that little blood flowing around, maybe it even mainly flowing in your hands, you probably could die from bleeding out caused by a paper cut.
but y/n didn’t have a paper cut, they had a bite mark. you know how you could bite your finger off like a carrot, but your brain prevents you? what if your brain lacked that function, and you were possessed by a kandarian demon? well, that was true for the nice old man next door, jimbo. on their way home, jimbo decided to just bite off y/ns hand.
so as the snow was painted with blood ever so slightly, y/ns downturned eyes had been wondering if you could die from a lost hand. this very well could happen, and is more likely than bleeding out from a paper cut. whilst their head shot up at the key jangling, a trio was actually just rushing toward them, one slicing up old man jimbo with a chainsaw attached to his arm. their vision was lost upon the two, as everything became blurry, they lost their hearing quite fast aswell. was this what dying was? god. y/n hadn’t even been able to see their cat before their untimely demise. their eyelids felt heavy, and they felt hands holding them before everything became dark.