The Forgotten...? ••• 𝐂.𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐥

(16) 𝐈nitiate plan "Normal"

Hiiii, not so good and rushed but here's little Lucia around the age of 6 ish after she got her gift. That's her in her casual clothes and stuff. (She's walking btw, by that's why her legs look a little odd and the see-through bit is supposed to be transparent, it's that sort of material, y'know?) Anyway thank uuuu

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Mirabel's POV:

When I came to, I almost immediately felt relieved to not have the pressure of water against my skin or the lack of air in my lungs. I could finally breathe and I took in as many shakey, breathes as I could. After my heart seemed to stop beating at such a rapid pace, I managed to swipe some of the droplets of water on my face away and move some of my hair that stuck to my cheeks.

"Dolores...?" I turned to my surroundings, trying to make out where I am. There were mixtures of colours ranging from gold to red, but there was mostly yellow and brown everywhere. The hallway that led to Lucia's actual room.

"Mirabel? Mira, you alright?" I turned to my left and saw a sloppy figure crouching down in front of me. They had a full head of frizzy hair, tanned skin and wearing yellow,
"Camilo?" I whispered, squinting my eyes, just in a stupid attempt to see again properly, it only further irritated them and I scrunched my face up in dismay.

"Yeah, yeah, it's me. It's me. How are you? You alright? Not hurt or anything? Where're your glasses?" He rushed out, wiping some of the wet hair that was smeared across my face. I push his hand away and did it myself, rubbing my eyes afterwards.

"Where's Dolores?"

"I'm over here." Looking up I saw her fiddling with her red bow, her hair spiralling out of control as she moved closer to us.
"Are you alright?" She whispered, staring down at me. I couldn't help but feel relieved, everyone's alright and safe and alive. That's a major bonus.

I just sighed when I could feel the stinging and soreness all over my body. I jumped when
"Woah! Mira, you've got cuts everywhere. What happened?" I turned to Camilo, confused.
"What cuts?" I could still feel my arms and legs aching, the headache but I didn't think I got injured. I gently tapped my cheeks, providing and poking around my face to find the cuts. My hand glided over my eyebrow and I flinched, retracting my hand, surprised. I had been cut, no big cuts but I could feel the beads of blood trickling down and merging with the small pools of water on my cheeks. I think they're deep. Or deepish.

"Ah! Ouch! Camilo, what was that for!?" I yelled, glaring at him as he yanked his hand away before I could slap it away myself.
"Sorry! Sorry, sorry. I was just wiping the blood away. I think it-uh... Um, what's that?" Camilo paused, backing away from me and Dolores.

"What's what-?" I asked, staring into Camilo's distracted eyes. I looked to Dolores to see her following Camilo's gaze, I was somewhat scared of what they were looking at. That room just tried to kill us, what else did it spit out with us?

"Is that..."

"No way." Camilo gasped, crawling over to something behind me. I turned around just as Camilo picked up the mystery item. My eyebrows shot up and my mouth hung agape.
"One of Tío Bruno's visions?" Dolores beat me to it. She then began to ramble on about how weird that it was in that room, that it shouldn't be here, random questions and possible theories on why and how it could be here. She was interrupted when Camilo made a witty remark, examining the glass.
"Well, some of Bruno's vision." Camilo chuckled, being careful not to injure himself as he spun it around in his fingers.

Camilo got back up and walked the short distance back to us. When he crouched back down he held out the glass shard for all of our eyes to see, it glistened in his open palm. I moved my tired body, lifting myself and getting in a more comfortable and closed position to examine the prediction.