Foxina's eyes flickered and lit up. She looked around. What had happened? How long had she been out?
"You've finally awaken. Tell me, do you remember who you are?" A voice said. It was calm and soothing, in a strange sense she couldn't understand. It felt familiar.
"I am... dead." She muttered, looking around. Her vision was fuzzy, but she could make out a tall, slim figure with long red pigtails.
"Who are you?" She asked. "I believe we're already acquainted. I go by circus baby, but I believe you know me as Elizabeth."
"Elizabeth?" A image flashed in her head of a little girl. Her ginger hair bouncing up an down. Her big green eyes, her freckles that seemed perfectly spaced in her cheeks. The only Afton girl.
"Elizabeth. I... believe I remember you." She looked around, her eye's finally adjusting.
She was in a dark damp room, with a table. There were tools on it. Tools that looked like they belonged in a hospital.
And a figure in the corner. In a wheelchair.
"What is this place? What's going on?" She looked at the girl who claimed to be her friend.
She was tall and slim with long red pigtails. Her eyebrows were blue and arched. Her lips were painted a fierce red as well her cheeks. She wore a red crop top typed shirt with a skirt and sleeves that stuck out playfully. And a strange contraption that was on her stomach.
She stared at it curiously. "What are you looking at?" Elizabeth snapped.
"Nothing. If you're Elizabeth, what is my name?" She looked at her suspiciously.
"Lorelei Akiva. Commonly known as Lori." She almost immediately answered.
"Okay, what year did I die?"
"1983. I gave you a Springbonnie plush for your third birthday. You died at the age of four. You were born in 1979 and your father left before you were born. Your mother was neglectful, which is one of the main reasons you died. Your favorite color was blue, you loved cats, and your favorite food was watermelon. Enough information for you?" She crossed her arms impatiently.
Foxina stared at her. She didn't know what to say. If she was being honest, she'd forgotten about Elizabeth. She tried to block all of it out. Everything from her old life. Specifically anything related to the Afton family. She had so many questions.
"Elizabeth? Is it really you?" She stepped closer.
"Yes, Lori. But now that introductions are over, there is something we need to discuss." She clasped her hands together.
"Wait. First, answer my questions." She raised an eyebrow. Elizabeth glanced at her. "All your questions will be answered in time. But if you want answers, you'll need to help me."
