[Jack. That's a familiar name. It settles her by degrees. She lives in his attic.
...just why she lives there, she's not quite sure, but that part will probably come back to her. One bit at a time. Kidnapping? She chews on her bottom lip.]
I suppose so...? I'm sort of in the middle of nowhere, and I'm not sure why.
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...just why she lives there, she's not quite sure, but that part will probably come back to her. One bit at a time. Kidnapping? She chews on her bottom lip.]
I suppose so...? I'm sort of in the middle of nowhere, and I'm not sure why.