Terezi barely notices when Redglare drags her into the candy coated foliage. It's difficult to think of anything other than the consuming pain she's in. The movement registers vaguely in a subconscious way, and she manages to shakily crawl in assistance, but that's as much as she can do.

There's a point where she finally gives up, curling in on herself to guard against the pain. Everything hurts, and she doesn't remember a time when it didn't.

This is what it feels like to die, she thinks in the small part of her mind separate from the agony. This is what everyone on Alternia must have felt like, when the Vast Glub swept through the universe. Excrutiating pain, trolls droping right and left. The thought is gut-wrenching, but she can't stop.

Tavros, Feferi, Eridan, Equius, Nepeta. Vriska. Sollux. Were their deaths this painful, too? Some of them, probably. Those last two hurt the most. Tears escape from the corners of her eyes, squeezed tight. She doesn't have it in her to care. They were her friends, and they died right in front of her. One of them by her own hands.

Tears turn to sobs that wrack her tiny frame inbetween the jerking spasms of her limbs. "Dead... They're all..." she gasps out, fragmented between cries of pain. "I can't... I... please..."

It's not apparent if she even knows what she's saying anymore, or to who.