First Performance
[Okay, so Coquelicot thought she'd be waking up in the circus. Or the Chattes Noires. Or in any other location that she was even remotely familiar with. For that matter, she also would've preferred waking up in clothes that she 1) actually owned and/or 2) remembered wearing.]
[... well, her captor thoughtfully provided a phone, and that's a good place as any to start before trying to vault out the window and defeat the demons behind this illusion- too bad the only numbers she KNOWS are for, uh, places in an alternate steam-and-spirit-powered 1920's France.]
H-Hello? This is Coquelicot- I think I've been kidnapped or trapped in an illusion. I don't know where I am- all the houses outside look the same! I can't even tell if I'm in France anymore...
If anyone else from the Paris Floral Assault Troop is out there, please respond!! We can't ALL have gotten captured! I-
[There's a sharp intake of breath. A moment later, there's the sound of something being picked up.]
These... these pictures... this can't...
...
What's going on here!?
[... well, her captor thoughtfully provided a phone, and that's a good place as any to start before trying to vault out the window and defeat the demons behind this illusion- too bad the only numbers she KNOWS are for, uh, places in an alternate steam-and-spirit-powered 1920's France.]
H-Hello? This is Coquelicot- I think I've been kidnapped or trapped in an illusion. I don't know where I am- all the houses outside look the same! I can't even tell if I'm in France anymore...
If anyone else from the Paris Floral Assault Troop is out there, please respond!! We can't ALL have gotten captured! I-
[There's a sharp intake of breath. A moment later, there's the sound of something being picked up.]
These... these pictures... this can't...
...
What's going on here!?