Just like that, with the ring of a bell, a touch, and a few words, Hiraga understood.
Hiraga was awake once again. It was slow, almost as if blood was returning to a leg she have been sitting on for several hours. Slowly, but surely, she could
feel again. First it was the ground - trampled beneath the feet of thousands, suffocated by pavement and raped by piping, sewage and the subway. Then came the water, poisoned by so much waste only to be resuscitated again industrially, kept alive only as much as she was when Death took away her senses. Last came the air, coughing and suffocating, seared from above, barely able to shield itself.
As she took a breath, her numb sense of her Earthly body was slowly coming to, the area she could feel slowly spreading away from her in a sphere. Hiraga couldn't stop a silly smile from plastering itself all over her face.
"I was asleep, but now I'm free~" she sung euphorically.
Oh? The young one was speaking.
Forget it, all of them are young.Hiraga gripped Fiala's hand a little more tightly.
"I remember... A very long time ago. You were one of the kinder of us. Will you make me laugh again, like you used to, little sister?" Hiraga inquired, not yet connecting the dots between the bell and Fiala wanting to go somewhere.