Dec 19, 2011 23:07
[The first thing the journal will pick up is a loud, rumbling noise. It shakes the panes of glass next to her lightly, and the voices of quite a lot of people milling about.
The young woman for her part, is turning in circles in the lobby with wide, disbelieving eyes. Eventually she speaks, with a heavy Italian accent]
Where am I? [A pause]
...Mother?
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