054; voice post.

[scarredmistress]

[recorder clicks on; Ying is murmuring]

...flowers...

...snow white...

...bride...

[she starts to laugh]

...blood of an angel...

[Xiao Lang's voice; he sounds like he had just woken up]

Ying Fa...?

[she laughs again]

...sweet...

...stainless...

[Xiao Lang sounds really worried now]

Ying Fa, what are you-

[she's suddenly hysterical]NO!

Comments

[sketch_watcher]

What happened?

[woodenpeach]

...Somehow I don't think asking what happened is going to work this time.

[phantasm_sky]

Yeah. I'm coming over.