Death's Tour

I walked in to see a razor laying an a pool of blood. Gerard's blood, I knew. I kneeled by it to look closer. He had stopped cutting a while ago, I had thought. I stood up and looked by the sink. There was girl sitting there, with pale hair and a black dress. Everything that was supposed to be in shadow was red, and I could see her skull through her pale skin. She was grinning at me, ever so slightly creepily. I stepped back.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" I demanded. She stood up and walked up to me, pinning me to a wall.
"Fankie, isn't it?" She blinked her large red eyes at me, then started running her fingers down my face. "What a pity. For THIS is your future," She sighed, then ubruptly turned around and raised her arm. A ghostly scene appeared.
A broken body lay on a car. What used to be the front bumper was bent, one end in the body's stomach. A black liquid dripped from the body's numerous wounds.
The girl turned her hand, and the scene turned with it. Now the face was visible. Horrified, I recognized my own face, black liquid seeping out of its mouth. I slid down the wall, shocked. I saw my veins filling with the black liquid, starting at my fingertips, crawling up my arm. When it reached my heart, I saw the whole heart turn black. I could see it through my skin.
I screamed, then passed out.

Notes

I hate doing this to Franky but.... :'(