CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

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the olive branch

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the olive branch

the olive branch

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. ✧ ・゜. +・o ✧

Alina hated hospitals. It was a guarantee, since they were so reminiscent of the lab, and because she'd been stuck in one for what felt like an eternity last year after waking up from the coma that had occurred when the piece of the Mind Flayer had died inside of her. They smelled of antiseptic and had all white walls and sheets and gowns so like the one El was forced into, and they were also where quite a number of people died, from disease and infection and blood loss. So, even though she'd agreed to Will's plan to find Mrs. Driscoll, Alina was finding herself a little apprehensive outside of this particular hospital.

Somewhere between the Holloway household and here, it had gotten dark, which only added to the sense of foreboding. The only lights came from the illuminated sign reading Emergency and the hospital windows. Alina knew she could form another light, one more comforting and warm to her, but she wouldn't dare do it here, in case there were cameras. Despite the fact that the lab was gone, Alina was still terrified of the world finding out she had superpowers. And for good reason. Who knew what they would do with her? With El? With the abominations against nature?

Alina was long past calling herself a monster. But the thought still chilled her anyway, and that, along with the bitter cold of the night outside (cold didn't bother her as much after she'd been possessed, and, although it was mostly a welcome feeling, as she hadn't been able to feel it at all before, sometimes it affected even her), had her frozen to the spot. Her eyes merely fixated on the red sign and her hands stayed curled into fists in her pockets. She didn't want to move, because moving would remind her of everything that was happening once again. With Billy. With Heather. With the fact that she now had to save the world. Again.

Everyone else moved on inside, and Alina shrunk in on herself, listening to the chirping of crickets and the woosh of the sliding door as it allowed the group entry. She took several deep breaths, but her heart was pounding hard and everything was coming flooding in at once. Everything she was trying to bury.

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