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[felicia content yay.. also a slight body study?? im a little proud of it i think. also she gets to look pretty yauy :)]
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*…. She’s dead.* — @lady-of-the-hive
>>...God, how she not realize sooner?
>>She's so careless.
>>You're so careless.
>>Felicia shakily stepped back out of the room. She'll also have to report this, won't she?... Great. Just what she needed. Wonderful. >>Why don't you care more? Why don't you care more? You're a horrible person.
*go ahead Felicia.*
*open the door.*
*open it, Felicia.*
*face your mistakes, Felicia.*
*Face the last piece of evidence of what happened that day, that YOU hid, Felicia.*
*Open the door.*
>>... >>...She gently opened the door.
The only thing he was a danger to was her job, at the end of the day.
>>..She's stopped crying by now.
>>..With a final glance at him, she sighs, and stands up. How many people will go looking for him? How many people will miss him?
>>She tries not think about it.
>>As she walks out of the room, she picks up the fire extinguisher, carefully placing it back in it's case. Felicia then reaches for her phone, trying to come up with a way to explain that the new security guard has now been placed in the circus, when-
..Christ, did someone die down here?
>>..With a sinking feeling in her stomach, she realizes that she's.. Probably right. She wishes she didn't have to recognize the smell of a corpse.
It beeps and flickers to life. Somewhere, something wakes up alone in a created world. She’s not too late.
...
>>..She collapses, her head in her hands, the guilt finally washing over her.
>>She just probably killed someone innocent. Again. Just like last time.
>>She's an awful person. She's a terrible person. She deserves nothing but death and hatred and she has no idea why anyone could ever like her-
>>She damned another person to a horrible fate.
>>...
>>is it worth it? hurting so many people just for the sake of one?
>>im not coming back
>>so why do you keep trying
>>...There was nothing except the sound of muffled cries for a long, long time.
They definitely don’t have a shortage of empty rooms, here. Seems like there’s always one waiting for the next unfortunate victim of their little project.
Blood stains her sleeves. It’d be really bad if someone found either of them right now.
>>She quietly set him down on a bed, looking around to see if she can spot the nearby headset.
God, oh god, I'm sorry-
>>Her apologies devolve into mumbles as she carefully grabs a shiny, pristine looking headset.
It's all going to be okay. I'm sorry.
>>..Slowly, she places it on his head.
Aaron’s glasses crack, his eyes go wide, then glaze over. He stares at her, though it’s hard to tell if he’s even still alive. The gun clatters to the floor.
His life’s in her hands now, if he even still has one.
There is one reliable way to save him, as Felicia is so very familiar with.
I-I.. I didn't..
I'm sorry. I'm sorry,
>>She tries not to look at him as she picks him up, struggling to hold him steady.
I can- I can fix this again, I swear-
>>you're such a screw up
>>She just needs to find an empty room.
He holsters the gun and spreads his hands in front of him to calm her down. He tries for a smile, but it’s awkward. It’s increasingly clear that he’s not any kind of trained fighter, or even a very good negotiator in this state.
>>..The second he moved his hands forward-