You Died Loved [JackxAmanda OneShot]"I tried to save you. You died crying. I held you. You were safe. You died...loved."
-Tate, "American Horror Story"
Murky darkness consumed everything around him until suddenly, like plumes of black ink clouding the ocean in reverse, a scene soon filtered it's way through the abyss. Home. But nothing feeling like home. Eerie dullness like storm clouds, and blank spaces previously vacated by toddler toys. Where had they all gone?, Jack questioned silently to himself, gripping his staff in both fear and defense. The only noise breaking the silence was the slow, shallow breathing of a stranger.
With equal parts curiosity and caution, Jack slowly made his way down the hallway, following the soft, heaving breaths which wafted from their bedroom. And then there she lay. His love curled beneath the sheets, her breathing being the only sound filtering through the quiet. But Jack barely recognized her.
A wreath of tangled black hair framed her face, gray strands haphazardly dancing about the me