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"Intuition of a Blue Violet"
Iza had always trusted her intuition. That voice that directed her where to go, and what to do.
And she knew from deep down that there was something weird going on in Grace Field House.
From the num...
Her eyes fixated on the many rooms with children in them.
With three of those kids gaining her attention.
One was a boy with a bald head, glasses, and stitches on his head.
The second was a girl with brown hair and pink streaks chained to a wall.
And lastly, another boy who had black hair was sitting next to her.
His eyes were dilated, stuck to the ceiling.
Saliva was slowly dripping from his mouth as if he was in a trance.
They seemed to be much older than her and that thought made her stomach churn.
To think that these children could have possibly been here, experimented like lab rats for years and all the possible horrors they might have faced unnerved her despite what Smee had told her earlier.
'Who would want to meet me?' she wondered.
As they neared a door at the end of the hallway, a man with white hair and black streaks, glasses, stood guarding it from the right with his rifle.
But what caught Iza's attention was the person who was guarding it from the left.
A boy who looked to be much older than her, light cyan hair that was slicked a bit back on one side, incredibly pale skin and that all too familiar icy light cyan eyes.
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The boy glanced at her as Iza felt stunned for a moment.
Why did it feel like she knew him?
They stood in front of the door as Smee knocked, cutting off Iza's thoughts and gaining her attention.
"Come in." a muffled voice responded from the inside.
The door slowly opened and Smee gently ushered her inside.
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"Andrew, was that..my sister?" He questioned, recognizing the two small dots on the girl's face and her oh so similar eyes to his.
"Yes." Andrew responded.
"She's not even up yet why is she-"
"Don't get too attached now boy. Remember what I taught you." He cut off the boy who shut his mouth.
