In a pink room, in a pink bed, lay a girl with silver hair. Her features were doll like, having not a scar nor a blemish, showing no evidence of a life spent.
She slept...
She stirred...
She awoke, to an ear piercing ring, the music on her phone having repeated itself to her all throughout the night.
...
She had not a word to say, not even a groan or a whinge. She just stared blankly at the ceiling... and smiled.
It was a smile of contentment, a pure and innocent smile of which irradiated from her face to no one in particular.
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“Comfy.” She bemused to herself, in a sweet whisper.
*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*
A knock resounded gently three times.
“Come in.”
As the door knob turned a motherly figure stepped through, with a tray carrying cereal, a bowl and a glass of milk.
After a few strides, the woman placed it by the girl on the bed.
“Thank you...”
Despite the warming scene, the girl had an unwavering expression, an expression of bewilderment
As the girl prepared her breakfast, she locked eyes with the woman, and asked.
“Who are you... also, why am I here?”
Without hesitation, the woman replied.
“I am Selendris, and you are dead.”
As her response echoed off the walls, the music on the girl’s phone ceased. In but a second the room turned tense, the former warm atmosphere gone without a trace.
The woman had expected thrashing, outrage and tears.
However, the girl simply sat up, with a neutral expression and began eating her breakfast.
The woman, taking the silence as permission to continue, trudged onward.
“You will be moved to a new world, a ‘fantasy’ world... we cannot afford you to reincarnate. So, as you have not lived a fulfilling life yet, we will let you do so in this new world, in the same form.”
The girl placed down her spoon, it appears she wasn’t hungry after all, having only taken 3 bites.
“Pahhh, I’m stuffed... well? If thats all, I’m going back to sleep.”
...
The girl, after having fooled the narrator went back to sleep, the inner turmoil brewing inside of her as she came to understand her situation.
“Shh”
“Let the girl sleep...”
The woman whispered.