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Aya stopped a step early, nearly faltering at Professor Pierce’s unimpressed gaze and stern aura. She hesitated as her eyes flicked between the two men. She sucked in her bottom lip. Then -

[color=aquamarine]“It’s about last night.”[/color] When no one cut her off, she continued, [color=aquamarine]“The monster we fought - it wasn’t one of Uná’s illusions. It was something called a Sluagh.”[/color]

[i]Scythes for teeth, bloodshot eyes, claws ripping into her very soul until there was nothing but fire -[/i] 

[color=aquamarine]“It was real - but it wasn’t from here. This plane, I mean.”[/color] She looked between the professors again, fingers nervously twisting in front of her body. It sounded delusional - some fairytale monster emerging from the pages of a book. [color=aquamarine]“It was here for Uná. And she’s-”[/color] The memories were clearer now, of Uná, somehow wrong, [i]darker[/i], full of secrets and threats. [color=aquamarine]“I don’t know how to explain it. But on the other side, there’s... I can feel this... buzzing, or building...”[/color] Aya’s eyebrows furrowed as she tried to find the words. All the while she felt like an idiot, like they were going to brush her off as a traumatized girl still seeing nightmares. And maybe that’s all she was. But who else was she to turn to, other than the head of the school that’d taken them all in?

[color=aquamarine]“Whatever that monster was, or wherever it came from... more are coming.”[/color]

[i]Rolling smoke and a man with a wicked smile...[/i]

She looked up at Dean Ashford, thoughts swimming with worry for her friend.

[color=aquamarine]“They’re looking for Uná. And... I don’t think she knows it, but part of her wants to find them, too.”[/color]