deathascent:

The knife alerts and alarms Death as she simply passes through the window without any trouble. She lands on the chair closest to Sunset and stares with wide pink eyes. Still as a bird, her head tilts, seeming to give the young woman a questioning look.

Sunset sucked in a breath as she pressed the blade against her wrist, tears flowing freely, but she stopped herself as she saw the bird appear, seemingly from out of nowhere.

She let out a startled gasp, letting the knife drop to the floor with a clatter. She stared at the bird, her eyes red and puffy as it stared at her. “How… What are you…”