Chapter 6

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Chapter 6

Venti 

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Desserts, Served by Yours Truly Nahida

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Talking to Furina was fun. Furina was apparently an idol like me, which made her very relatable. Although there is one thing I noticed while talking to her. 

It is that she seems.. How do I put it? Uncomfortable? Well, I don’t blame her. An organization kidnapped us and is holding us hostage. And the most important thing is, I am a literal stranger. You should not trust strangers. That’s stranger danger rule no. 1! 

We then said our goodbyes after a whole conversation that led to no further development other than knowing a hobby or two that we liked. We went to our own individual room and got ready to hit the mattress. 

I basically dragged myself to the corridors of doors. This ball of chain is really getting on my nerves. I stand the blank and monochromatic walls where each door has a specific symbol for each kidnapped person. We presume. Have I mentioned that walking around with a ball of chain is not fun at all?

“Ok, there’s got to be a better way to walk around this place.” I murmured.  This whole bubble, I discovered, is a fortress. Doors lead to hallways after hallways, room after room. To say the least, it was confusing and walking around with a burden on you was not fun at all. I despised it, in fact.

I decided that all of this can wait in the morning. Hey maybe this was all a bad dream and I will wake up with my family! Although I doubt that. I twisted the doorknob and went inside my room. 

Inside, it looks like an apartment bedroom. There’s a door on my left with a closet beside it and in front of me was a gray bed with a pillow on top of it. No blankets. 

“Does this person want to freeze me to death?” I look to the right side of the room where a desk with a set of paper and stationary on top of it. Behind me is a guitar with a stool beside it.

“Huh,” Whoever this person was, they knew me. They knew my favorite hobby. Are they stalking me? I shudder. I do not like the idea of being stalked. Moving on, I opened the closet to find a set of clothes. Specifically, my clothes.

“Did they really steal my clothes in my suitcase?”

Maybe mom was right. I should have followed her advice and locked up my suitcase. “WELP, too late for that now. You know what? Maybe a shower might help.” I pick up some clothes and towel and open the door to what I presume is the bathroom, hoping it has the necessary equipment for a basic shower. When I opened the door, I found a very small bathroom. Which is normal for an apartment or, in this case, a room. Nothing was standing out other than the soap. 

I took a quick bath and went straight to bed. I went to sleep immediately with no struggle at all, which is weird since I usually have insomnia and will have micro sleeps in the middle of the day. Or was it because of college? I don’t know. I drifted to sleep, and I went to a control room. Yipe.

“Great, I'm in a place that I don’t know. What else is new?” This isn’t my first experience if you can tell. There were some people in the room. Holograms were everywhere, control panels stood in front of me where a hood showed me that we were in the sky. It reminded me of an airship. But on a larger scale.

“Ok, I am in an airship or something.” 

I looked around to see if I could recognize anyone here. There were 6 people in the ‘control room’ and none do I recognize except for Stella. Wait Stella? If she’s here then - 

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