Anise awakened slowly, feeling too tired to tear herself away from the bed she was in. She reached out to clutch Tokunaga, but instead her fingers brushed thin curls of hair. Hair? The girl opened her eyes to see the porcelain doll from the previous day lying beside her. So it had gotten through the attack without breaking...
The attack...
The lingering feelings of grogginess vanished in an instant, and Anise snapped awake, fully alert now. The attack! What happened? She'd tried to flee the town with that Leonard guy, and... well, it hadn't worked, obviously. As though not quite believing she'd survived the ordeal, the girl checked her arms and legs for injuries. Aside from some bruises and general soreness, nothing. It looked like the night had come to an abrupt end, like it always did.
As she did every morning, Anise collected her belongings and started putting them away. The new doll went up on her dresser, next to the felt doll she kept there. It was starting to look a little more like a girl's room, she noted somewhat proudly. She found the meat tenderizer she'd grabbed from the kitchenware store, and stuffed it under her mattress with her metal pipe. The carving knife she'd grabbed from the same store was nowhere to be seen, though. Weird.
The intercom came on as she was organizing her things, and she kept working as she often did, but the unnatural voice that boomed through the speakers made her freeze.
... "Federal training sponsorship"? She didn't really get what that meant. What was going on? She didn't have much time to wonder, as her nurse soon came to escort her like always. Something was different, but apparently not everything was.
The girl spent a few minutes in the Sun Room, trying to catch up on what was going on, before finally heading to the chapel, as she did every week. As much as the place made her homesick a lot of the time, it still felt like the most appropriate place for her to go. She sat down on a pew in the front row, and just stared at the altar blankly as she tried to sort things out in her head. There was a lot to process at once.
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The attack...
The lingering feelings of grogginess vanished in an instant, and Anise snapped awake, fully alert now. The attack! What happened? She'd tried to flee the town with that Leonard guy, and... well, it hadn't worked, obviously. As though not quite believing she'd survived the ordeal, the girl checked her arms and legs for injuries. Aside from some bruises and general soreness, nothing. It looked like the night had come to an abrupt end, like it always did.
As she did every morning, Anise collected her belongings and started putting them away. The new doll went up on her dresser, next to the felt doll she kept there. It was starting to look a little more like a girl's room, she noted somewhat proudly. She found the meat tenderizer she'd grabbed from the kitchenware store, and stuffed it under her mattress with her metal pipe. The carving knife she'd grabbed from the same store was nowhere to be seen, though. Weird.
The intercom came on as she was organizing her things, and she kept working as she often did, but the unnatural voice that boomed through the speakers made her freeze.
... "Federal training sponsorship"? She didn't really get what that meant. What was going on? She didn't have much time to wonder, as her nurse soon came to escort her like always. Something was different, but apparently not everything was.
The girl spent a few minutes in the Sun Room, trying to catch up on what was going on, before finally heading to the chapel, as she did every week. As much as the place made her homesick a lot of the time, it still felt like the most appropriate place for her to go. She sat down on a pew in the front row, and just stared at the altar blankly as she tried to sort things out in her head. There was a lot to process at once.
[free!]