Seven woke up with a bright light on her eyelids. She opened her eyes, and the sun was staring strait at her. It was warm and cold at the same time, and it kind of made her eyebrows hurt.
"Mm, goodmorning," said Devin, who was lying beside her. "What a lovely day."
"Goodmorning," Seven replied. She flipped over to her other side, and dosed a few minutes more. Instantly, Seven's heart clenched, she felt as if the ground underneath her dissappeared, and she threw up. "Your face! What's going on with your face?" she said, looking at Devin.
"What?" said Devin. "I don't feel anything."
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Breathless
HorrorTwo teenage girls live in a futuristic dystopia. Things get messed around with so much, that...I can't think of anything to say. I guess you'll just have to read it :P Please comment/vote!
