-The Clinic For The Strange-

CHAPTER 2 ☾ ~Crimson~

The world was all topsy-turvy and spinny and everything was just TOO MUCH. One minute she had been slipping away into the dark, and then she was tumbling through a WALL! A.WALL. How did she even do that? And more importantly, why were there two weird animal type-things staring at her? "What are you guys?" she said, stumbling back. The dog-bunny one gave her an offended look and said "what are WE? Hun, right now I can't tell what YOU even are!" "what do you mean? I'm a huma.." wait. Why did her hands feel so heavy? Why was she so short? (I mean, that wasn't that different, but still.) did.. Did she have EARS? "What the... what AM I?" she started realizing that also, she was standing in a red puddle of..

Was that blood?

Oh god. It was all moving too fast.

And that was saying something, considering the fact that the last time she saw the human world she was...

Wait.

Why couldn't she remember?

She had to sit down.

As she trembled against the wall, the two... entities regarded each other nervously.

"Sooooo..." said the bunny thing. "Should we show her to her room per our normal directive or... uh bring her to ella... cause she seems a liiiittle bit more mentally unstable than.. Uh.. others." The 8 legged thing elbowed her, and gave her a pointed look. "She's RIGHT THERE, Ora!" she hissed. The bunny, (whose name was ora,supposedly.) rolled her eyes and strode towards Crimson, who squeaked and curled up tighter.

Ora reached out, but before she could reach Crimson, she squeaked "a-are you going to hurt me?" Ora looked taken aback. "Hun, I'm trying to help. Why in the ETHER would I hurt you?" Crimson sniffed and looked up with teary eyes. "Y-you didn't tell me t-that."

Ora squirted, then grabbed her by the scruff and paraded past her 8-appendaged friend on her way to the mental infirmary, at least,(Crimson guessed that's where they were going by what she had said before...)

She tried to struggle out of Ora's grip, but quickly realized that the entity's grasp was as strong as steel and impossible to break from, so she slumped like a ragdoll being dragged along by a toddler. It turned out that the infirmary wasn't far from where she had.. "Spawned", she supposed, which made her rather irritated, because she could've just walked instead of being treated like a potato sack, but before she could snap at Ora again, she was shoved into an isolated mental rehab cell with the door shut and locked tight.

She banged against the door in protest, but it was clear.

She was going to be here

For a

Long

Long

Time.