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On the dawn of a new day, a cold morning breeze snuck its way into a familiar cabin, it’s freezing touch filling the lungs of Snow. Shallow breaths, troubled gaps for air, her entire body shaking yet frozen, but not from the cold. She couldn’t look away from it, yet her brain barely believed what laid next to her.

In a terrified impulse, she struggled to get away from the body, only for the body to pull her back in with the cord as she fell towards it. From the fear of the impact of the fall, she closed her eyes, and opening them again seemed an impossible task. For a few seconds she laid there next to a corpse, and upon finally opening her eyes, the two girls’ gazes deadlocked, though one set couldn’t react.

Once more pulling herself up, she shifted her attention to her wrist, where the handcuff was still strongly attached. No matter how much she pushed or pulled, it wouldn’t bend, not even wounding her lip as she desperately tried to bite it off could set her free from this nightmare.

All she could do was put as much distance between her and the corpse as she could, so slowly but steadily, she shuffled away from Naomi, until her back hit a wall. There she sat, arms around her legs, blood dripping down the corner of her mouth, and her eyes peering at the remains of someone she barely knew. The serious headache she felt ever since she woke up didn’t even strike her as odd as her mind began drifting off in a defensive mechanism, until her eyes turned foggy and she completely disconnected herself from reality, never facing away from Naomi.