[Kirimi is dancing round happily at home in
her pretty fairy princess costume when she suddenly stops and climbs up the window sill to look outside. ... where did all this fog come from? Then her eyes widen in surprise when she hears!]
Ah! There's someone crying outside! Kirimi can hear it!
...and voices.
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Not the voices.
[That may be the sound of something wooden splintering under her grip. Possibly a table, or maybe the arm of a chair.]
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...or, maybe she was--the voices in her head were a rather diverse bunch.]
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...they are too. In the house. I can hear them...
They won't catch me again.
[...oh dear.]
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They're trying to find me.
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Flandre has fled, please call again later!]
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