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"H-hello?"
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No answer. I shiver and nervously glance around. I hate this. I don't want to be here anymore. It's dark and stuffy. I have to get out.
I walk further into the darkness, the only sound being the pitter-patter of my feet.
"M-Monaca? Nagisa! Guys, this isn't funny, please-!"
I stop shouting as the darkness up ahead dissipates to reveal a blinding white light. I shield my eyes and whimper as it gradually becomes larger. I am terrified to move, or even look.
Then I hear it. It's soft at first. But it eventually becomes harsh and insistent.
"Kotoko..you're just so...sweet. And so, SO adorable..kinda like a little lamb. Do you like lambs? They're so cute and innocent, just like you!"
"Don't look so sad, sweetheart. I'll be gentle with you. Very, very gentle..."
Tears well up in my eyes.
"NO! S-SHUT UP! DON'T SAY G-gen.."
I let out a shaky sob. I don't want to. I don't like crying. It means I'm weak. Mommy said so.
I crumple in a heap onto the floor and dig my wrists into my eyes.
"STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP! DON'T CALL ME A LAMB. YOU'RE NOT REAL! I-I KILLED YOU! ALL OF YOU! SHUT UP YOU DEMONS!"
I sit up drenched in sweat. I feel tears running down my face as my eyes snap open and scan the room. The blanket is pulled closer to me as I breakdown. My sobs are muffled by it as I scream and shake. I hate this. I never wanted the gentle. I didn't deserve the gentle. I don't want to go through it ever again.