[color=a2d39c]"Kotori, what's your favorite color?"[/color] The girl called Emilie asked this question after they continued to walk around the forest aimlessly. While Kotori didn't found Emilie's cheerful voice unpleasant, this sudden question gave her a headache as she tried to recall this information.

Kotori stopped walking for a moment and placed her hand on her right temple, trying to sooth the pain. Indeed, she recalled a color, the only one that came to her mind when thinking about that question, but Kotori couldn't remember its significance to her. It was he same sensation as waking up alone in that forest clearing, but this time it was sharper and more pronounced, so whatever was it that she didn't remember, it probably was a very important thing.

When Kotori's eye met Emilie's again, she said, "I like the color of the fields of goldenrods swaying in breeze, it's nostalgic color like the sound of a loved one's voice calling for you..."

As Kotori finished her statement another person came in on them from the forest, based on Ian's exchange with the new boy, it was most obvious that he was as lost as any of they were. She wondered if he had lost his memories too, or for that matter if the other two that she was walking along could recall anything of their pasts. However she decided against questioning them, generating distrust and confusion would only be good to jeopardize their chances of survival.

The situation looked unnatural.  Kotori couldn't help but feel a slight sense of things being wrong, as the wind in the forest whistled by, she felt that they should probably keep on moving. She wasn't sure of why but knew that the forest they were in wasn't a place they should be spending the night.

As the sensation of anxiety grew on her, so did Kotori's left eye began to ache painfully and as she tried to massage it with her left hand she dropped her sketchbook on the ground, the ominous wind turning its pages randomly, until it revealed a drawing that looked awfully familiar to Kotori herself dressed as one of the dolls she liked so much.

[color=ffd700]"We must not spend the night at this place, I feel like something is observing us even as we speak. I don't know what could happen if we spent the night at in these woods."[/color] Kotori said as she picked up sketchbook, still dazzled by that last drawing.

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