Oh fuck no.

Beatrice is going to fall. She could feel the heartbeats vibrating in her chest faster than a shooting star or a cheetah. She would fall soon like her friends if she couldn't make a narrow escape. Though her escape may not be narrow. She was wearing a crown made out of thorns - just like the actual thorns in Thorn Arena! Blood rushed down her face from her forehead. Creepy - right?!!

But the real creepy part of this mock was getting beaten up. "Jesus Christ. I feel like getting mocked like Jesus, just like the one in the original Bible. Freak and fucking shit. People can't do this to me! And they won't do this to me! They can NEVER do this to a poor girl like me! Grrrr!" Beatrice thought in anger.

It was really hard to survive during this creepy moment. She had a crown made out of thorns! And how's her forehead?!! Well, don't ask me. I'm not Beatrice! But all I know is that her forehead is - well, let's just say that it's WAY too far from perfect. Yeah. Totally.

Holy shit - the fucking assholes of Moley.

Poor Beatrice! She had scars on her face that were unstoppable and would keep on distracting her with the pain until she was dead. And what about the huge crowd of people in front of her?!! Freaking mocking her up around like shit. Beatrice had had enough already.

"Get off me, you stinky brats!" she yelled out in half fear and half anger as she used all her mighty power to destroy every single one of the villagers who attacked her. Blood came out of their mouths as she punched them one by one. Then, it hit her heart. Wait! Was this all a set-up?!! Beatrice was so confused that she didn't notice a person in a black hoodie stab her behind her back with his dagger!

Oh no! Blood was dripping out from her skin. Time was running out! Beatrice had to hurry - before she gets weak completely and before she dies! Whatever was coming for her next, she would not give up! She couldn't lose hope. Or else she would lose her life. It was either her power or her soul. Which one would she take out?

Beatrice took out something from her pocket. It was a watch. The watch her dad gave her! As a present! And my dear friends, this was no ordinary watch! Oh no no no! This watch was one of the watches that were magical. Wait! She had a plan to rewind time. But she could only travel back in time thirty minutes past each time she takes the key and winds it! Then she'll lose her key! She'll need to get not one but possibly a thousand keys if she wants to save herself with this watch!

"OMG! This watch is just a curse! Fuck off, stupid watch! I don't care if you're my father's fucking present that he gave to me! He's dead anyway so you don't have a better cure for my future!" she screamed out loud, her eyes shut. She then fell to her knees whilst sobbing, uncontrollably.

Through her tears, Beatrice heard a nasty growl of a man. It was the leader of the city! He wanted to kill Beatrice, a girl from another kingdom! Beatrice wanted to stop crying but she couldn't. Well, not when a creepy leader was just staring at her without a stop!

"Ahaha, Beatrice! Now I got ya at last! You can either be killed or kill yourself! If you don't choose, you will be killed automatically and you will be a fantastic head to add to my head collection! Muhahahahahaha!" the leader of the city replied in such a cold and icy voice. He sounded like the Queen of Hearts, always wanting to chop people's heads off. OOF! And gross! Why would there be evil people who wanted to chop people's heads off? Did that even exist?!!

Beatrice didn't do anything the leader of the city said. Instead, she gave out a loud and dreadful scream. Her scream was so shocking that the leader of the city pulled out a dagger! He was going to kill the poor and imprisoned girl at last!

Beatrice continued screaming. Her eyes snapped shut. Her heart was beating every second time took. Only time would tell, right?!! The leader of the city was going to kill her at any moment. She had to make a move! But she was out of options! She couldn't find any plan. Beatrice was dead at - any second now!

3... she could hear the horrible screams of people in the city that made her send shivers down her spine and her own one heart pounding as fast as a speeding shooting star...

2... she couldn't count. She would only lose track if she did. Plus, swearing was over. Beatrice couldn't swear at all as the leader of the city was about to kill her. There was no turning back now - or is there?!!

1... why was she not dead yet?!! Was she already dead?!! Was this all just a funny dream?!! She couldn't take this anymore. She just wanted to die now. Now just for shame but for regrets...

And... 0.