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Mavis opens her eyes to a blurry sight. She rubs it with her fingers, feeling every part of her body stiff and sore. She slowly recollects memories of falling through water and she sits up, her head throbbing. She scans the unfamiliar surroundings, starting to feel adrenaline run through her veins. Tanks filled with water, making bubbling sounds, is standing beside her and she frowns, wondering what she is looking at She stands, staring at the tanks, admiring how it all is made out of glass, and how it's steadily holding so much water. She looks at the bed she has been sleeping on, realizing how different it is from her wool and knitted blanket bed. "You okay?" Mavis yelps at the voice and she remembers a man with green eyes holding her before she blacked out. "Uhm." Mavis says, slow
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