Island Church (??? World)

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Voices

Crackling

Headache

Ash

Amber blinks.

White dress

Charred bars

People in robes

Torches

"SHIT!" She scrambles up, briefly tangling herself in the trailing sleeves of the dress that she has never worn before.

A brief flash of horrified realization- someone else changed her clothing- flickers in her brain before she takes in the greater horror.

She's in a cage. Suspended over a large brazier filled with wood. The woman is there, and Johnny, and people she doesn't know, all holding lit torches. The circle symbol is patterned on the floor. The woman is chanting something. Everyone is focused on Amber, with strange, reverent expressions.



Amber screams, rattling the cage door.

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The boy does.

"why..."

He reaches a shaking arm up toward Amber.

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She watches him dispassionately, her shoulders heaving with the effort of breathing, her legs shaking with the effort of standing.

"The fuck is wrong with you?" she demands, offering no further specifics.

His arm falls.

She just stares, a statue of red and white.

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"A lot." Rachel answered, a whisper of rage and sadness from behind Amber. Still hovering, still protecting...but some things simply needed to be done alone. "Abuse, misery, fear, all twisted around a sick and perverted hope. This place isn't good for people." It was as simple, and as complicated, as that.

"Are you ready to leave Amber?"