Room 218, Wednesday Afternoon
Coming back from 'Dite's after making sure Dinah was all right, Karla succumbed to her exhaustion and laid down on her bed. Just a nap. Just one small, little nap and then she'd feel better. Everyone else was napping, yes? It it wouldn't be like Dinah's whatever-that-was. This could be a teensy little catnap and she'd have no trouble waking up from it.
Even as she was thinking that last thought, she fell asleep. And dreamt.
Karla woke up, pulse racing and heart-beating. Not from fear. Oh no. If it hadn't been for the arm and the conversation about Ender in the beginning, Karla wouldn't have thought the two dreams were related at all, even though they both had that same feeling of gritty reality. This dream had been nice. Way too nice. Kinda-made-her-want-to-curl-up-and-cry-nice.
Whatever was going on, Karla hated it.
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Even as she was thinking that last thought, she fell asleep. And dreamt.
Karla woke up, pulse racing and heart-beating. Not from fear. Oh no. If it hadn't been for the arm and the conversation about Ender in the beginning, Karla wouldn't have thought the two dreams were related at all, even though they both had that same feeling of gritty reality. This dream had been nice. Way too nice. Kinda-made-her-want-to-curl-up-and-cry-nice.
Whatever was going on, Karla hated it.
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