Back Again...

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[Kouya jerked awake, gasping softly and stared up at an unfamiliar ceiling. Reaching blindly to her left, she only grasped at air instead of the reassure warmth of her sacrifice. Yamato had been right next to her when she had fallen asleep. Kouya sat up and was met with the sight of a blank room--white walls, no windows, white chair in a corner, light that seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at once, and under her, a white, nondescript bed and white floors.]

Not here again.

[The last time Kouya had ended up here, Yamato hadn't been with her, just like this time. But Ritsu had been there. A seeing Ritsu. Kouya shuddered. She didn't like not knowing what was going on and why there seemed to be different... versions of people here. Kouya pushed herself off to the bed and padded over to the door that she couldn't see, but instinctively knew was there. She pushed outward, drawing sheer power and the room behind her vanished, leaving just darkness, but the door opened up to a hallway. She could feel the darkness trying to suck her in and her survival instincts kicked in and launched her forward, the door snapping close behind her and disappearing, realizing too late the darkness could have taken her back. Back to Yamato. Back home.]