Cirilla's Point Of View
I woke up to a strange smell and faint sounds of objects clacking, and some giggling. I was on a sofa in a small confined room. An Attic.
"She's awake!" A small voice chirped, and as I looked around, I found myself surrounded by a bunch of children, circling me, giggling, and watching me like I was the most interesting thing they'd seen.
I attempted to straighten up but it was next to impossible with the pain killing me. I watched an older girl, Ria, maybe thirteen or so, lead the others out of the room, before I checked my stomach searching for my sore injuries. But there was nothing. No bleeding. No open flesh, only slight stinging and weakness in my bones.
“Nina?” I called desperately but I was greeted yet again by penetrating, appalling silence bouncing up a
