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[Chloe awoke to blood caked to her form--and panicked. She screamed, then proceeded to take a freezing shower as she scrubbed her body raw until all traces of blood came off. Shaking, preturbed, scared, Chloe thumbs through her journal before flipping it open. Even now, she uses video.]
Wh-wh-whu--
What is g-going on h-here? Wh-where a-am I?
[There's a pause, as if she wants to call out for someone, but she doesn't know who.]
Pu-pu-please.
[Her face is pale as can be, eyes wide and frantic. She picks up her journal, and suddenly the image is shaky. She's trembling as she leaves her room and peeks out into the hallway, looking one way, then the other. Finally she eases out into the hall--exploring.]
Wh-who am I a-and wh-wh-what am I doing here?
Wh-wh-whu--
What is g-going on h-here? Wh-where a-am I?
[There's a pause, as if she wants to call out for someone, but she doesn't know who.]
Pu-pu-please.
[Her face is pale as can be, eyes wide and frantic. She picks up her journal, and suddenly the image is shaky. She's trembling as she leaves her room and peeks out into the hallway, looking one way, then the other. Finally she eases out into the hall--exploring.]
Wh-who am I a-and wh-wh-what am I doing here?