[ There's a small blonde girl looking a tad confused. She isn't supposed to be here--or anywhere, for that matter. For a while she'd been whole--or part of a whole person. She gently taps the screen, then hesitates before speaking slowly, cautiously. ]
...Hello? I'm not sure why or how I'm here, but...
[ She pauses, more worried now--not for herself, but for someone else. ]
I hope she's okay. [ It's whispered, soft and barely audible. ]
...Hello? I'm not sure why or how I'm here, but...
[ She pauses, more worried now--not for herself, but for someone else. ]
I hope she's okay. [ It's whispered, soft and barely audible. ]
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