Crystal seemed to be less warry of Amunet than on the day when i found her . He usually layed right next to me to keep me safe, but now he feels comfortable enough to not guard me all the time in her presence. I decided to try and get to know her a little better. To be fair i am not the greatest at those kinds of things yet i am pretty good at being good...so maybe if i,ll just be nice to her we will be able to get somewhere? She woke me up in the morning to show me a place she tends to visit often. She goes there to see if she can find anything usefull. I think it was a small village that was abandoned some time ago. I coudn't stop her so i juat acompanied her even tho she should have taken more rest and besides, i highly doubted that she can find anything there but she ... proved me wrong! We found some utensils and dishes that could be helpfull. We even found some clothes! I got a beautiful brown jacket. No matter what we managed to get from there, going through that place felt scary it looked like ...time was frozen there, literally. I looked around and every single callendar had the same date from eleven years ago, some of the dishes still had (very old) food on them, dolls were lying on the floor as if left behind by a kid. It looked like everyone just stopped everything and ran away. Crystal seemed to guess that i,m anxious from the look on my face as he kept on walking beside me to make sure i,m alright. He sometimes even barked at me when i was caught up in the uneasy atmosphere, when i started staring blankly at so many chilling things that i found. I think he wanted to gain my attention so i will focus on him instead. I decided to strike a conversation with Amunet to get a little closer to her, maybe there is i chance for us to become friends?
- This place really sends chills down a spine. It looks like just yesterday those people lived their normal lives... Take this notebook for example. Somebody was sketching and coudn,t finish. What a shame...it looks like they had talent.
- well, maybe? I never realized when i visited this place. Although in this day and age this is something common. La vie en rose probabbly took care of this place , there is no reason to get worked up over it.
Amunet seemed worried and distant as if she did actually care. I know that she is right to not cry over this as there is nothing we can do to change it...but it feels wrong, dehumanizing to all those victims. I gained a better understanding of her. Now i know that she acts cold in order to not.get blinded by anxiety...i think we're getting somewhere.
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Broken Ones
Fiction généraleNobody knew how that happend...or rather, everyone wanted to forget their demise. Brought to them by their own greedy hands, and I was one of those who had to pay the price for it. I I I am amunet and this is a story about the broken ones. In a wor...
