♥ v2

[screwthatnoise]

A cold, delicate hand grabs yours and pulls. It pulls, and it pulls... there's a sense of urgency in this icy grasp, as well as a trace of reluctance. Abruptly the hand let's go, right as your vision fades to black, and for a brief moment, only a brief moment, your senses disappear. There's only the eerie sensation of weightlessness before your feet are settled back on solid ground again.

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Comments

Re: ...?

[screwthatnoise]

"Because she told me to. Otherwise, I would die... and I did. I did die, even after I listened...!"

She sounds like she wants to cry. Janta doesn't seem as bothered as before.

Re: ...?

[pchaaair]

[... frowns]

She... Zwei?

Re: ...?

[screwthatnoise]

"I thought it was Zwei... I did."

She comes to a stop. You can feel a cool breeze from where you stand now. You just might be standing in front of the doors leading outside.

"But it wasn't, was it..."

Re: ...?

[pchaaair]

[... uh.]

Who was it?

[WHO ELSE COULD IT BE? NURSE ECHO? JANTA? FIND OUT NEXT TIME ON AS THE AATHER TURNS]

Re: ...?

[screwthatnoise]

STAY TUNED.

I mean.

No response. Her hand is tugging you outside, though.

You can't see any of it, but you can smell the fresh aroma of flowers and a nice breeze. It feels really nice out here!