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Chapter 23: Trapped Images

Senkina was surrounded by a wonderland-like world. The plants were wider then she was tall and taller then giraffes. A winged animal that looked like if you took the neck of a giraffe, the body of a hippo, the head and wings of an eagle, and the legs of a lion and mixed that madness together, flew over her.
She knew she needed to follow the strange animal. So she did until the animal disappeared into the tall plants.
She frantically searched for the animal, but it was long gone. She felt so defeated that she didn't care when the pulling feeling started. She just accepted it.
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They awoke to someone screaming. Senkina rolled over and saw that Lyllan was still out cold. She sat up and to see Johnson waking up too. They looked at each other in a look of understanding then walked out of the hut to see what the commotion was about.
When they stepped out, a group of people were crowded around a boy. His half grass-green, half yellow daisy hair was shining in the purple light. He was curled up in the fetal position. His eyes didn't seem like they saw anything. They were a cloudy orange.
Senkina was the only one the dare go up to him. Everyone else treated him like he had the plague. Senkina kneeled next to him and gently grabbed his face.
Looking to his eyes, a image began to dance in her mind.
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A girl was crying in the corner of a room. Scars of all kinds filled her arms. There were little round burn marks. There were some knife cuts. There were some horse whip markings. Her hands were scrapped up in defense wounds.
Her face was also battered. Her delicate tan skin was broken by cuts and bruises. One eye was black and swollen shut. The girl looked up at the person.
"Please tell me there is an escape." She cried to the person.
"There are only two ways out. If there were more, I would have found them already." The person uttered.
"But why must you suffer with me?" The girl cried to the unseen person.
"Because I was a disgrace from birth." The person explained, "You only suffer because he thinks you are too perfect. Only an angel like you could survive this."
This gave the girl a sweet smile. When she stood up her long, chocolate brown hair reached the floor. He walked up to person and hugged them sweetly.
She then turned to the window. She sat and gazed out at the sky. Hope, the only thing present on her face, became determination. She turned to the person and stood by the window.
She opened the window not breaking eye contact with the person. Her green eyes seemed to examine the person's very soul.
She whispered, "Well, it's time for this angel to go home." Then she jumped out the window. The person tried to grab her dress or even her hair, but she was dead by the time the person made it to the window.
The girl's body laid peacefully on the ground, like she was merely napping. The only thing off was the red stain that spread across her lilac dress.
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When Senkina snapped out of it, the crowd was curiously looking at Senkina. She reached a hand to her cheek. She felt moisture on her cheek and the moisture reached her lips. The salt from the tears tasted very bittersweet.
She looked down at the boy. He was still hyperventilating. Senkina looked deep into his eyes this time not giving in to the image, but instead she searched for the person in the image.
When she finally found him mentally, she pulled him out. Slowly the boy's eyes became less cloudy and her focused on Senkina's face. When he finally was fully aware of what was going on, he looked around like he had no idea why everyone was around him.
"What happened?" The boy asked in a squeaky voice.
"You has a really bad flashback." Senkina explained, "Are you okay now?"
"Yes. Thanks for helping me." The boy exclaimed and hugged Senkina.
Senkina stood up and walked back to the infirmary. Lyllan was starting to wake up when they got in there.
"Where in the Great Ancestor's name am I?" Lyllan shouted.
"You're in the infirmary." Johnson explained, "A spell infected you and you almost died."
Lyllan looked at Senkina and Johnson for a second and sighed, "Well, I can take that off the bucket list."
She looked over to Leon Oskaur.
He was still very much unconscious, but Senkina could sense that he was close. Lyllan got out of bed and walked out of the infirmary. As she did, she was meet with the crowd that had gathered the boy.
"Lyllan something is happening." One person shouted.
"I think it's another trap." Another exclaimed.
Yet another yelled, "We have been cursed by God for not repenting."
Lyllan raised her hands to silence everyone. A shush fell on the crowd.
"Now that you have all quieted down. Can someone please explain to me what's going on? Because Dying isn't a big enough excuse to have a day off." Lyllan snapped.
A little girl with sky blue tipped, tangerine orange hair raised her hand. "Yes, Yinta." Lyllan responded.
"People have been stuck in bad memories. They can't escape from their own brains. Three more people are currently stuck right now." Yinta explained.
Lyllan's eyes became big. Her face showed it all. She was stumped. She gestured to to led to the people who were stuck.
The sight was something that nobody could forget. Three people screaming and crying. One was talking in their original language. The other two were saying complete nonsense. They weren't just crying and screaming. One was physically fighting another person. One was trying to use a twig to puncture her her chest. The last was just scratching at her wrists.
Lyllan looked at the scene in disbelief. If Senkina thought she looked stumped before then she must thing that the task was impossible now. Lyllan was looking from person to person. Looking for some time a solution.
As if the Devil himself crawled out of Hell, the voice of Our Leader surrounded them.