[Chrissy waits. She stands by the door and waits, because she doesn't have any other choice. At the end of the first day, she realizes he's not coming back. And only then does she start to pace. It's late into the night when she thinks that he's changed his mind, and maybe he's decided to just leave her the way she is. Panic settles in then, and she tries to keep her promise. She doesn't run off and doesn't leave.
But she does wind up standing in the exact spot in his trailer where she had died, and replayed the moment in her mind over and over. Eventually she loses herself in the memory, and winds up fleeing to the corner of the room. He'll find her still there when he finally makes his way back to her, frozen like a statue with her hands pressed over her ears. The tears she's been crying have stained dark beneath her eyes, a ghostly reminder of the blood that had stained her when she died.
She's nearly faded away to nothing, and it may be easy to miss her. But hearing his voice makes her gasp and flicker back to her solid enough state that he left her in. Chrissy doesn't raise her head though, doesn't move out of the position she's huddled in. He gave her hope, and it feels like that spark's nearly been snuffed out.]
Eddie? Did you find it?
[Her words are an echo of the last she spoke to him, calling out to him for drugs that fateful night in his trailer. But they take a whole new meaning this time around, particularly with the flat and hollow way she speaks them.]
Everything you need. Did you get it?
[Her head remains ducked downward, hands still pressed over her ears. But she's there, barely hanging on. Eddie came back for her in the end after all. He didn't run away.]
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But she does wind up standing in the exact spot in his trailer where she had died, and replayed the moment in her mind over and over. Eventually she loses herself in the memory, and winds up fleeing to the corner of the room. He'll find her still there when he finally makes his way back to her, frozen like a statue with her hands pressed over her ears. The tears she's been crying have stained dark beneath her eyes, a ghostly reminder of the blood that had stained her when she died.
She's nearly faded away to nothing, and it may be easy to miss her. But hearing his voice makes her gasp and flicker back to her solid enough state that he left her in. Chrissy doesn't raise her head though, doesn't move out of the position she's huddled in. He gave her hope, and it feels like that spark's nearly been snuffed out.]
Eddie? Did you find it?
[Her words are an echo of the last she spoke to him, calling out to him for drugs that fateful night in his trailer. But they take a whole new meaning this time around, particularly with the flat and hollow way she speaks them.]
Everything you need. Did you get it?
[Her head remains ducked downward, hands still pressed over her ears. But she's there, barely hanging on. Eddie came back for her in the end after all. He didn't run away.]