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Amara had pointed her gun at Alizee Vul, but she hadn’t actually planned on shooting the ghost. Ghosts couldn’t be killed, they could just be unpersoned for a while and then they came back. They didn’t stay gone. Thankfully, Amara didn’t have to actually look past her headache that was getting [i]worse[/i] right now. Everyone jumped her, Leon went off, Stormy got ready to drop the big one, Sloane went for it. Attack, attack, attack. Good. Amara pointed her gun at the ground while everyone started talking about how the Void Heart had been sealed and what to do with this bitch. Meanwhile, Amara screwed her eyes shut and counted the pulsing throbs of her skull in the hope it could take her mind off the migraine.

[color=00aeef]Stand vigilant, Soldier.[/color]

[color=789caa]Shut the fuck up. I don’t need this right now, get back to your post. [/color]

God, there were so many noises right now. Everyone was just too [i]loud.[/i] Amara could hear her heartbeat thumping in the back of her neck, so firmly it stirred something up in her throat. If she just kept her breathing steady, then it was tolerable. 

She brought a hand up to her temple, and felt ice against her head instead of fingers.

Whose voices was she hearing? She knew Sloane was in here, but that didn’t sound like her. Was it Linqian? Fuck, what was it? She needed to get out of here and get some fresh air. She needed to- She…

[quote=Who are these people?] [color=f4eb93] [i]”... ᴴᵉᵃʳ ᵐᵉ ᵒᵘᵗ![/i] ᵀʰᵉʳᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ʷʰᵒ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵖᵃʸ [i]ᵇⁱᵍ⁻ᵐᵒⁿᵉʸ[/i] ᶠᵒʳ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᶠʳᵉᵃᵏʸ⁻ᵈᵉᵉᵏʸ ᶜʰᵃⁱⁿ ᵇᵒⁿᵈᵃᵍᵉ. ᵂᵉ ᵖⁱᵐᵖ ʸᵒᵘ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ [i]ᵇᵃⁿᵏ.”[/i][/color][/quote]

[color=789caa][sub]”Shut up already…”[/sub][/color] She muttered. It was like she had hooks digging into her neck, like someone was trying to drag her into something frigid. It hurt.

[quote=Where are we?] [color=7ABBFF][b] “ʸᵉˢ! ᵂʰᵃᵗ ᵈᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ᴵ'ᵛᵉ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ᵈᵒⁱⁿᵍ? ᴸⁱˢᵗᵉⁿ, ᵗʰᵉ ᵀᵉᵐᵖˡᵉ ʰᵃˢ ᵃᵍʳᵉᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ʳᵉᵗᵘʳⁿ ʷʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ˡᵒˢᵗ, ᵇᵘᵗ ᴵ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵖʳᵒᵛᵉ ⱽᵒⁱᵈ ʷᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵍᵒ ᵒⁿ ᵃ ʳᵃᵐᵖᵃᵍᵉ, ᵒʳ ᶜᵒʳʳᵘᵖᵗ ᵐʸ ᵐⁱⁿᵈ, ˡⁱᵏᵉ ʰᵉ ᵈⁱᵈ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ⁱⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵖʳᵉᵛⁱᵒᵘˢ ˡⁱᶠᵉ. ᴵ'ᵐ ʰᵉʳᵉ ᶠⁱˣⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˢⁱⁿˢ, ᴬˡⁱᶻéᵉ. ʸᵒᵘ ʲᵘˢᵗ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵗᵒ ˡᵉᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵈᵒ ᵐʸ ʲᵒᵇ. ᵀʰⁱˢ ⁱˢ ᵗᵉᶜʰⁿⁱᶜᵃˡˡʸ [i]ʸᵒᵘʳ[/i] ᶠᵃᵘˡᵗ ʷᵉ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵗᵒ ʷᵃⁱᵗ!”[/b][/color][/quote]

She was dying, she could feel it. Everything around her was just sloppy watercolor when Amara opened her eyes and [i]white noise[/i] when she closed them.

[color=789caa][i]”Please stop talking, I can’t br-“[/i][/color]

[quote=Not yet. No, no, no-] [color=silver]“A bunch of [b]idiots[/b]! There you [b]fucking[/b] have it! We gave her her fucking undeserved moment, Jasper!”[/color] exploded Sloane, stomping her foot down as she leveled her staff, ready to zap Alizée if she attempted to resist. [color=silver]“And she blew it, so stop projecting your guilt on us. Come on, Britney. Do it.”[/color][/quote]

Britney?

Why did she know that name? Where did she put it? She left it here somewhere, but the clouds were so thick. She knew a Britney- Britney Wilson? She died, didn’t she?

No. Britney Williams. Amara remembered something: She was alive still.

[quote=Sloane Faris] [color=silver][b][i]“RUBY IS FUCKING HIGH AND THOSE TWO ARE CULTISTS!!!”[/i][/b][/color][/quote]

[h1][b][i][color=#789CAA]”S[/color][color=#709DAE]H[/color][color=#689EB3]U[/color][color=#609FB7]T[/color] [color=#50A1C0]T[/color][color=#48A3C5]H[/color][color=#40A4CA]E[/color] [color=#30A6D3]F[/color][color=#28A7D7]U[/color][color=#20A9DC]C[/color][color=#18AAE1]K[/color] [color=#08ACEA]U[/color][color=#00ADEE]P[/color][color=#08ACEA],[/color] [color=#18AAE1]A[/color][color=#20A9DC]L[/color][color=#28A7D7]L[/color] [color=#38A5CE]O[/color][color=#40A4CA]F[/color] [color=#50A1C0]Y[/color][color=#58A0BC]O[/color][color=#609FB7]U[/color][color=#689EB3]![/color][color=#709DAE]![/color][color=#789CAA]!”[/color][/i][/b][/h1]

Amara’s gun clattered to the floor as she [i]shrieked[/i] at the whole room. Her voice wasn’t her own, it was too many voices to count, layered over each other in sync. Her face was twisted up in pain, Her shoulder were rising and falling with her breathing like she was hyperventilating.

[color=00aeef]”THIS IS WHY YOU NEVER GET ANYTHING DONE!”[/color] They shouted. Her eyes were bloodshot, the room was spinning. [color=789caa]”You just [color=00aeff]SHOUT[/color] and [color=00aeef]SCREAM AND FIGHT[/color] back and forth with each other, and none of us are on the same damn page long enough for it to matter! If we have to- Fuck, fuck[i]fuckfuckfuck…”[/i][/color]

Her head swayed, she blinked, and her eyes snapped to Alizee. [color=789caa]”Seal her. Do it.”[/color]