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[motherisgod]

Rose slumped against the rotting walls of the schoolhouse bathroom. The barren lights overhead flickering a wilting yellow off putrefying paint and rusted gore of gnarled razorwire strangled the mutilated corpse with efficient metallic violence. Locked in the bowels of this stinking pit

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[nursegarland]

Strange... there was a man here recently, also looking for his daughter.... and another man yesterday, who said that his wife had abducted their sick child.

[motherisgod]

'Abducted'? Was that what he called it? *sounding both stunned and hurt at her husband's description on the situation* I'm trying to save my child from being needlessly subjected to clinical abandonement in the form of a prolonged hospitalizaiton.

Listen, please, she's a little girl. This tall, *leveling her hand at her daughter's height brown eyes, long brown hair, and she's sick. It's important I find her before something happens.

[nursegarland]

I'm sorry, I... I didn't really know the details of your situation.

I havn't seen your daughter... I was unconscious all this time. I'm sorry.

[not_alessa]

This is getting rather surreal, even for Cheryl.

She doesn't say anything. Instead, she watches Rose interview other people.

Deja vu.

[motherisgod]

Turns her eyes toward the young girl, but noticing her reluctance shys away.

(OOC: Sorry about the delay, I didn't get the reply message in my inbox)