[The first thing the communicator picks up on is a scream. A long, frantic, terrified scream that is already well underway by the time Chihiro thrashes awake and knocks her communicator on. Her breathing is labored when she finally stops, and her hands are covering the eye she usually has an eyepatch over as if there's something--her eye?--coming ( Read more... )

There's no... point in... any of this!

[Chihiro starts tearing pages out of her beloved diary, scattering them across her room. To be honest though, the room itself isn't in great shape--what should be a nice, neat, impossibly orderly room is now a terrible mess.

She stops suddenly though, as if realizing what she's doing.]W-What am I doing?! I ( Read more... )