[color=c4df9b][b]Rosemary[/b][/color][hr]

She hugged her legs closer to her, as her eyes flitted through the things in the room, coming to rest every so often on the other girl in the room. How long had it been now? Days? Weeks? Years? She had no idea, having only a few feeble memories in her head, and none of them included when she and the other girl was put in here.

Rosemary did not speak, but she did stare intently at the other girl.

What were they to do now? The door had not even moved for quite some time. Either something happened to whoever that was controlling the door, or they had lost all usefulness and was thrown away like trash. She wasn't sure what was worse.