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And if you're still bleeding, you're the lucky ones. 'Cause most of our feelings they are dead, and they are gone.
— Youth, Daughter
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━━━━━━ November 6, 2149
KEENAN WOKE UP WITH a start, disoriented by her strange surroundings. Then she realized that the ceiling above her was a bright blue and there were flowers all around her. She panicked, looking at her hands, but her skin was as clear as it had been the day before. She wore a hospital gown, the same one she had worn to get her blood filtered with that of the sky people.
⠀⠀⠀Casey King, her new friend, had specifically requested to donate her blood to Keenan. She had claimed it was to return the favor of everything Keenan had done for her. It was a sweet moment between newfound friends that was sure to grow.
⠀⠀⠀Although, now she was terrified. Keenan looked around the grassy field. Yellow flowers and green grass brushed against her bare legs. The feeling of the sun's heat pricked her skin, and... a camera was watching her. Keenan crawled forward, peering into the lens, hoping it'd give her answers. It had none.
⠀⠀⠀Nothing happened. She didn't feel the burn of exposure and suddenly she was met with a peace of being outside of the mountain. She moved away from the camera, feeling the grass between her toes and the petals against her fingertips. It was all so beautiful...
