[She wakes up. And for one wonderful moment she thinks it was a dream. It was only a dream. She hadn't gone to the prom yet. She hadn't been laughed at, she hadn't been made a fool of, she hadn't killed them... momma hadn't stabbed her...
Momma!
She looks around the room and....and....she's in a strange place in a white nightgown....]
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She pauses, though, when she notices Carrie.]
... Hello. Is something wrong?
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N-no...nothing.
I'm just....new.
[Which while isn't a source of her staring in horror at a pine cone...it's part of it...]
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Fate smiles; it's warm, comforting. She can tell the girl is scared, so she's trying not to frighten her even more.]
I see... has anyone explained our situation to you yet? I'll be more than happy to help if they haven't.
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We're trapped her and we can't leave....
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Fate's used to helping kids younger than Carrie, but she's not going to give up this easily. Still smiling, she sits on the bench - not right next to her, though; she sits at the very edge. It wouldn't do to invade Carrie's personal bubble.]
Is that it?
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[She goes a little still when she sits down on the bench, but doesn't panic more when she just sits there.]
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Sometimes... strange things happen here. Bad things. [Determination flashes in her eyes.] But there are plenty of people out there who can and will protect you.
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[Nope. Does not understand. People don't protect her. It's a trick. It has to be a trick.]
N-no. I'm fine.
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Nobody here wants to see everyone die. [Okay, that's... kind of a lie. But again, trying not to freak her out more...] We're all stuck here, so most of us have taken it upon ourselves to look out for the others.
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.....that's.....
Is this Hell?
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Okay.
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