The pitch blackness was back again, but this time, you genuinely didn't know how you came to be like this. What exactly happened? It was all a messy blur.
You didn't remember what happened to you. The last thing you could recall was the oxygen mask being forced onto your mouth.
Your mind was twisting and turning. Colors began swirling across your vision, urging a sort of drugged-like feeling.
Ah. So Junko fucking drugged you then.
The sudden sounding pitter-patter of rain made you gasp. You were outside, stuck in the hospital gown you first woke up in.
How did you get here?
You saw a figure in the distance, who marched into the dreary courtyard as if they were on a mission. When you looked closer, your eyes widened with confusion.
It was.. you?
But your appearance was vastly different.
Instead of wearing the outfit you had been wearing this entire game or the messy hospital gown you had on at the moment, the other you was styling an uncomfortably short-skirted uniform and an olive-green hoodie, both of which adorning Hope's Peak Academy's official emblem.
The bags on her eyes sunk so low that it looked as if the entire ocean was weighing upon them. Her hair was unkempt and very obviously knotted as the wet and glossy strands stuck to her cheeks. Her body figure wasn't skinny per say, but if looked closely enough, you could see her starved ribs from beneath the wet and slightly transparent uniform shirt.
