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A Dream for a Doll
The biggest questions when you end up in an unfamiliar place with no particular explanation are generally 'Where am I?' and 'How did I get here?' That was the current situation, really. Hourai had no real idea just how she ended up in the strange monochrome desert. She also had no idea what the strange and repeated 'shuff'ing noise was, or where it was coming from. All she really knew was that it was annoying her to no end. It only furthered the annoyance when a sort of ringing noise joined in while she floated along.
Punching a cactus would seem like a good idea around now, if it weren't for the fact cacti are not generally good for punching in general. Might as well look for the sources of the noises, or something.
"But it always seem like people can enter and leave my world, but I could never leave it myself... I know I have self-awareness and all that, but this inability of mine still makes me question my existence."
"And what makes your world a dream? Why do you think of yourself as unreal? 'Real' people question their own existence all the time."