[Where the devil did they end up? A... tank of some sort? It feels like liquid surrounding them, but then, shouldn't they be unable to breathe? The more she tries to make sense of this, the more sluggish her thoughts grow. Kisegawa gives her head a sharp shake, trying to shift her attention to the others for now.
It's only then that she realizes she can see one extra person present -- an elderly man's still body, slumped over a low table, face shoved into a bowl...]
Shisho? [She recoils, pale as a sheet.] No, but that can't-- This has to be some kind of a trick...!
[Why the hell is she seeing this now? And more importantly, why the hell can't she think straight?]
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[Where the devil did they end up? A... tank of some sort? It feels like liquid surrounding them, but then, shouldn't they be unable to breathe? The more she tries to make sense of this, the more sluggish her thoughts grow. Kisegawa gives her head a sharp shake, trying to shift her attention to the others for now.
It's only then that she realizes she can see one extra person present -- an elderly man's still body, slumped over a low table, face shoved into a bowl...]
Shisho? [She recoils, pale as a sheet.] No, but that can't-- This has to be some kind of a trick...!
[Why the hell is she seeing this now? And more importantly, why the hell can't she think straight?]