“It — it doesn’t matter.” She can’t identify /anything/ about the voice. Nothing at all except an obscure sort of pain, that this person should think that they’ve gone so far they can’t come back. Her own voice strengthens. “You won’t hurt me.”
A pool of darkness slowly began to form in front of Summer, and a figure emerged covered in a black slime that started to melt away, revealing familiar blood red hair, and the so familiar brown right eye and bright green left eye.
“Hi Summer.”
Summer shrieked and flung herself at the figure, laughing and sobbing. “Marie, oh Marie, Marie.” She hugged the other girl, face buried in her shoulder, all but squeezing the breath out of her.
Marie blinked before laughing softly and softly petting the top of her older sister’s hair, “Well if I didn’t know any better I would say I was missed.”
“You — you —” Summer spluttered, drawing back to hit Marie gently with a fist, “You little /shit/! You just, you just disappeared. Oh my god, you just fucking disappeared and I didn’t even know where to start to look, anything.” She held Marie off by the shoulders, looking her over, then shook her. “Don’t you ever do that to me again!”