5th: She sang slaughter and danced death [dream]

[body_horrible]

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[jemerite]

[Go out and play nice... That was never really an option for her, and maybe that's why she's sitting inside a rusted cage somewhere out in the darkness. Suspended in empty space, her legs hang in empty air, a hand slipped limply through the bars. There's no door, no lock, and she expects this is where she will stay.]

[body_horrible]

[Gavril,out of curiosity, approaches the caged girl. It was rare for the Doctor to keep an experiment in such shabby conditions, which made the situation that much stranger.]

Hey, what are you doin in the lab?

[jemerite]

[She doesn't move at first, but she does eventually lift her head lethargically, turning to look at the other without any real sense of recognition.]

Lab? [She looks around herself slowly. Why would she be in a lab? They didn't need to do tests on her, they needed to shoot her in the head.] I don't know...

[body_horrible]

Eh, just get out of that cage already. The old man has enough corpses to play with as is.

[Gavril offers her hand.]