What Is The Song Bloody Mary About の小説・ストーリー

3rd January, 1999(morning) The Warehouse Lana Its a never ending circle. A repeated sequence I experience everyday, locked up in this room with little or no contact. A hollow feeling in my heart whenever I think about my family, the grief I feel whenever I remember those who died in that bloody Christmas party.

“According to historical records, ‘Blood Mary’ refers to Queen Mary I of England in the 16th century. She was vicious and merciless and killed many Catholic Church believers for the sake of the revival of the Catholic Church. Thus, she received this nickname. The color of her cocktail was blood red, causing people to associate it with the massacre that happened back then. The Bloody Mary cocktail was first produced in the 1950s, in the Harry New York Bar of Paris. A bartender named Ferdinand invented the Bloody Mary cocktail. Not long after that, the American side on the other side of the world issued a ridiculous "forbidden drinking order". After the ban was lifted, the major bars in the Un

Mary took a deep puff at her cigarette and began singing, “The weather is nice, there’s a good view everywhere… Everything smells great, everything smells like flowers…” Her singing voice stood out starkly amidst the tense atmosphere, resulting in gaining the attention of everyone there. They seemed upset. Sensing that, Cain hastily tugged at Mary’s arm. “Stop singing, please. Everyone is agitated. Do you want to get punished again?” Mary sneered but kept quiet. After all, she still felt intimidated by Xyla’s bodyguards. Right after that, one of the bodyguards walked up to Mary, aiming his gun at her head. Mary shuddered and looked at him. “Wh-what are you doing?”

Then I regained courage and rushed back to the mansion. As I arrived, I saw Mary on the floor, bleeding. I screamed and rushed to her side. She had been shot in her lower abdomen and was bleeding profusely. She was lifeless, as I couldn't hear her heartbeat. I dug my teeth into her elbow and injected my venom into her bloodstream. She still didn't wake up, and she was dead already. Solomon came to my side and placed a hand on my shoulder. I stood up quickly and turned to face him. He could see the pain in the tears that washed my cheeks.

“We'll cut to the chase. The lady you brought, Mary Graham of the Royal Blue Moon Pack, is a traitor and is planning a coup d tat” ************ Humming a song while creaming her skin, she paused to stare at her reflection. Mary beamed brightly. “Gosh. I'm effing beautiful!” she flattered herself while slipping into a pair of jeans. Today, she's been feeling fu. king joyous. The reason she can't place her finger on it, is that it's not a crime to feel happy right? Once Mary was done, she rushed out of the room and over to the dungeon. Arriving there, she met only the guards there. Mary was perplexed; where the hell is Dorian? The guards, visibly seeing the confused look on her face, didn't ut

Mary murmured, but her voice was loud enough for everyone to hear. Nyxoria stepped closer, her heart hammering in her chest. "Mary, if you truly had no choice, you should have told me. I trusted you so much. Why would you—" "I am sorry, Nyxoria," Mary cut in, her voice barely above a whisper. "I had no other option… I was forced to do this to you, to betray you. If you can forgive me in your heart one day, I will be happy." Before anyone could react, Mary suddenly began choking. Blood spilled from her lips, staining her dress as her body convulsed violently. Within moments, she collapsed to the ground, completely still.

“Take her to Ma’s room. Kick anyone in there out.” Kam nodded, and I kept singing. I grabbed one of the water bottles, and used it as a microphone. I tried to sing “Fuck You” by Mourning Widows, another one of my mother’s favorite angry songs. I didn’t know the words, so all I could really get was, “Pain pain go away Fuck with me another day.” It was enough to get me to Mary’s room. It was empty, and I was deposited on the bed. I just kept giggling and singing.

"We've seen them too the things in the distance. Watching." Mary shuddered. "Demons, angels, I don't care what they are if they're walking here, we're already in Hell." No one argued and after dinner I helped Mary wash out a few canteens using filtered rainwater. She hummed quietly under her breath an old song, I thought, something about mercy and light. I believe I've heard it before but I couldn't remember where. "You've got fight in you," she said suddenly. I looked up. "What makes you say that?"

Mary went out & got a lighter as the guards cruelly held him down as he screams in fear. Mary came back with a lighter. Bob cries out "Mary, why do you have that? What's that for? A- A ritual or something?" Mary slowly SET FIRE TO BOB'S SCALP AND THEN DROVE HER FIST INTO HIS ARMPIT like lightning. Mary left the scene saying "Put his head out, girls." Then The women pulled him to a pool outside & dropped him into it. They just... Cruelly threw him in. Both guards were picked due to being psychopathic.

"That woman was insane! She almost strangled Miss Chloe!" "The old hag died trying to scam you. These crooks have no shame!" Listening to them, Liam's face turned dark. “The two of them? Show me.” Chloe immediately pulled Liam through the crowd, pointing at Mary and me. “Darling, it’s these two bitches!” Liam’s gaze followed her finger to Mary’s body on the floor. Then, it shifted to me—beaten, bloody, and pathetic. A flash of disgust crossed his eyes. He spat the words out like they were poison.