{Mercy's POV}
"Mercy."
A deep voice called to me in the darkness. A voice that sounded familiar, but yet so foreign. I wanted to go to it. To cling to it, and I didn't understand why.
My body floated in the nothingness, but visions flashed across my mind.
I could feel water.It lapped against my arms and legs and swirled around my fingertips, but why? Where was I?
I'd open and close my eyes only for the same darkness to meet me with each blink, with fuzzy images and moments flashing through my mind.
They were memories, or what seemed like memories. There were mundane moments where I was just walking through the Scout Regiment, or monumental moments such as my tribunal, but one thing stood out amongst it all: a figure.
A silhouetted figure with the voice of an angel. I could hear them, but I couldn't see them. They were a big blurred phantom in every memory, and it drove me crazy. Who were they?"Mercy," their voice called, deep yet smooth. Hard but delicate. Full of... something.
Who are you?
"Mercy!" Shannon's voice rang through my mind, and my body quickly plunged into the water, its temperature suddenly turning icy before I shot up into bed.
I looked around to see I was still in my living space. The morning sun was peaking over the walls as I glanced out the window. I heard banging on my door, and the faint sounds of Shannon trying to wake me.
"I'm awake!" I groaned angrily.
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