Thread:The Purpur Man/@comment-26173711-20190831003517/@comment-35455126-20190909064800

Flora’s awakening

By Abraham M.A (note: not my actual name)

(Reminder that the unconscious Flora is in a medical bay with the other cores, Pestilence, Chekhov and Bella.)

(Medical Bay)

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...Flora.

.......

FLORA.

GET UP!

Flora awoke in a cold sweat, instantly bolting upright. Panting and shaking, she quickly darted her head from left to right. Upon looking around, she saw that she was in some kind of large hospital room with the lights off, practically drowning the room in an almost complete darkness, with only the fluorescent lights over each of the beds to prevent everything from being swallowed by the pitch-blackness. She huddles in terror and confusion. Where was she? How did she get here? Why couldn’t she remember anything other than her name? It was silent. Silent and dark, and it scared the living daylights out of her. Still shaking, she slowly turns her head to the left, seeing the row of beds next to hers, each one occupied by nothing but some kind of crystalline shards, glowing in various different colors. There was also some shelves, terminals and what was most likely the exit door. She then turned to the right and saw more beds with crystal shards on them, but also ones with human occupants, such as a young woman with white hair and fox ears and a tail, with a feeding tube in her arm, a breathing apparatus and a heart monitor over her head. She was wearing nothing but a white gown. The girl next to her had unkempt brown hair. wore the same gown, had pale skin, boils and cysts all over her, and the same feeding tube and breathing apparatus, along with some kind of glass tube sticking out of her chest with a blood-red crystal shard in it, seemingly embedded into the girl’s body. She narrowed her eyes at the second girl. She hadn’t seen her before in her entire life, so why did she feel so...familiar?

She decided to push those thoughts aside as she turned to the far corner of the room. There was some kind of large, glasslike prism. It was pitch-black and was hooked up to a couple machines she didn’t know. After a while paralyzed with apprehension, she finally worked up the nerve and got off the bed as quietly as possible, and snuck towards the door....