Cecil looked at the car that she was pushed out of drive off before glancing around her darkened surroundings. Her head hurt from the reeducation, and she knew that this wasn’t her house. There were too many trees… But why was she here?
“Everything is alright, Cecil…Just come here, and we will protect you…”
Ignoring the blood that began to drip from her scraped knees and elbows, she clambered to her feet and began walking towards the trees. They were talking…saying nice things…and it helped a bit to listen to them. It took the pain away.
“You are so beautiful, Cecil…you have such unique outfits…”
Nodding, she stepped into the Whispering Forest, not paying any attention to the person that was calling out her name from behind her.
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