[There is silence for a long moment, followed by a loud, terrified scream. Her voice is panicked and she's sobbing.]
w-what is ... N-no, No -- Not...
Let me go... Let.. Let me go, please, I don't...
[She's shrieking now.]
Lenalee! Trunks..! S-Sachiko! P-Please help...
[ooc; Miranda woke up in the middle of the night from her nightmare. She's in the living room of the household, nailed to a large grandfather clock
like so. Lucky for Miranda, the journal is under her foot and she's aware.]