[hr][hr][center][h1][color=8040bf]Eudora Esmeralda Erebus
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[hr][center][color=8040bf][b]Location: The Attic a Long Time Ago[/b][/color]
[color=8040bf][b]Interacting With: Murder Girl v. 2 ([@Morose])[/b][/color][/center][hr][hr]

A whole lot of emotions go through a person when diving into a magic portal in a wardrobe, too many emotions to decipher actually.  As Eudora slithered through the ever growing tube, she felt a rush of feelings so strong it almost made her light headed. 50 different voices yelled in fear or excitement in her head as she neared the end to the tunnel, was she ready to see what lay ahead? She was too hyped up on adrenaline to answer. 

With a final burst of energy, she emerged through the doors only to see... nothing. Nothing new that is. Same old attic with the same old dry air with the same old dust caked floor. Only this time there wasn't a pool of blood and a broken roof over her head, or any of the people she just met. Everything was empty and eerily quiet. 

She slowly stepped out of the wardrobe, her breath shallow and her shoulders sagging as a hybrid of both fear and wonder seeped in her while the enthusiasm and energy she once had slowly leaked out. She glided towards a window, squinting out into the world. The scene she saw overwhelmed her, a rush of jumbled up emotions smashed into her while she survyed the outside world. It soon became apparent to her that this was not the world she crawled out from. Everything seemed so old. Maybe because it was. Eudora, through a confused mash of emotions, soon figured out she was in the past. But how? She tried to ponder on it, but hearing someone crawl out from behind a wardrobe de-railed any train of thought she had. 

Spinning round and feeling her heart beat in her throat, Eudora saw the little girl standing from behind the wardrobe, with a gun in her hand. Eudora seemed to always attract murderous adolesents. [color=8040bf]"Valeska?"[/color] she sputtered out while still staring at her wide eyed. [i]Kill her, kill her quick![/i] her mind rang out while the sharp blade hidden inside her clothes chilled. Eudora forcefully shook the rash thought out of her mind, she wasn't about to kill someone. 

[color=8040bf]"Sweety, what are you doing here?"[/color] she asked in a much calmer voice,  [color=8040bf]"Are you ok? Why and how do you have a gun?"[/color] 

So many more questions dwelled within her, she only hoped to live to hear the answer.