[ You know, waking up while being stored in the morgue is not the most pleasant of experiences. It's cold, dark, and she smells of formaldehyde. The worst part is that she can't get out. After an initial moment of panic, she calms herself, realizing that a technician must have stored her lifeless body away. Okay, that's... okay. She can deal with this. Somehow.
Good thing her dreamberry appeared beside her. He'll receive the following breathy, conflicted, and cynical message. ]
Al, this is... Naomi.
[ She's. Alive. She doesn't know how to feel about that still. ]
If you could get me out of here, I'd appreciate it. [ You know, before she runs out of air and dies again, thanks. ]
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Good thing her dreamberry appeared beside her. He'll receive the following breathy, conflicted, and cynical message. ]
Al, this is... Naomi.
[ She's. Alive. She doesn't know how to feel about that still. ]
If you could get me out of here, I'd appreciate it. [ You know, before she runs out of air and dies again, thanks. ]