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Who: Machi, Tentomon (EMH Droid) [Open]
What: A log that has been procrastinated goes up when the mun should be sleeping Machi is haunted by her past.
When: November 20th, 2009, afternoon [backdate]
Where: Tetha, outside the Doc's old clinic

Another peaceful, silent day

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"Ooof!" A soft body collided with Machi and managed to stay on her feet looking confused and annoyed till she saw the look of terror on the young girls face.

"What's wrong?" Stormy asked the stranger scanning the crowd for an attacker or something that was obvious.

Patamon had been knocked from Stormy's shoulder upon impact and fluttered around in the air confused and nervous.

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Machi looked up at the woman's face but didn't really see anything in front of her. She only knew a person was there. And that she had to keep running, though it would do no good.

"It's here, it's here, don't you see it?!" She fought against Stormy, trying to keep running. "I have to get away... I have to get away!!"

[likesitodd]

"Hey easy EASY!" Stormy yelled trying to break the girls panic. There didn't seem to be anything coming...but Stormy was never one to leave someone in a panic.

Patamon was beginning to panic however "W-what's coming where? I can't see it!!!"

Stormy guessed roughly the direction Machi had been running from, unable to see anything coming she decided swiftly and took Machi's hand "This way!" She tried to tug Machi along through the crowd in the direction of a clothing shop.

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Machi felt her arm pulled and gladly ran along with the woman. She kept looking over her shoulder - Zearth was still there, but not following of course, it couldn't without a pilot - and splitting her attention between running and watching-

-and her legs suddenly seemed to give out. A year and a half in a coma would do that. Even after months of recovery, it seemed she was still not up to full strength. She fell forward abruptly, still holding Stormy's hand.

And when she opened her eyes, she could almost hear Mr. Garaku's voice. "How would you kids like to play a game?"

She didn't know who he was talking to, but she screamed out, "No! Don't listen to him! Don't!!"