[ Help, huh? She really did need help, didn't she? With these freaky not-quite-hallucinations dogging her, getting more and more scared to leave the house. Only she has no real idea where to even st- Almost idly her eyes fall on the bug she'd just planted. Wait. That was... that was important too, wasn't it?
There's a persistent image in the back of her mind. It just won't leave her alone, but... but why....? ]
's okay. It's not the first time for that, either.
[ Not knowing the right words. People seeing a lot more of her past than she ever wanted them to see. Except. What made her so sure about all of that? There's a part of her that's yet more terrified of this feeling, wanting to pull away. And yet there's another that wants to push forward. Like her own voice, distorted-
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There's a persistent image in the back of her mind. It just won't leave her alone, but... but why....? ]
's okay. It's not the first time for that, either.
[ Not knowing the right words. People seeing a lot more of her past than she ever wanted them to see. Except. What made her so sure about all of that? There's a part of her that's yet more terrified of this feeling, wanting to pull away. And yet there's another that wants to push forward. Like her own voice, distorted-
'Futaba Sakura, remember!' ]