When: 9th September 1980, early morning Where: 32 Turtle Crescent, Holyhead - The Living Rom Who: Panny G ( @pandoragoshawk​ )
Dawn wasn’t sure when she had managed to fall into a fitful sleep. But she had, curled up on the sofa, half drank cup of chamomile sitting on the table, stone cold. It had surely only been hours, and she didn’t feel rested in the slightest bit, stirring awake to the sound of footsteps descending the stairs. “Hol?” She asked, blinking the sleep from her eyes as the memories from only hours before began to flood back. She felt horrible, even more so as her vision came into focus, first the blonde hair, then the rest of Pandora. Was it possible for the sofa to open up and swallow her whole?










