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"Hi" - speech

'Hi' - thoughts

Hi - sounds

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The true color of reality are that this place is a farm and we are...

we are humans raised as food for demons to consume.

They're going to kill us.

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ding... ding... ding...

You wake with a start. You were having a nightmare about Conny when the morning bell went off, signaling that it was time to wake up.
You head was still cloudy and you had no energy to smile. All you could think about was Conny and getting ready to head down to breakfast. You are so wrapped up in your own thoughts you didn't even notice Emma looking shaken and sad.

...

"GOOD MORNING!" Phil yells, running into the dining area and getting told to slow down by Gilda

You stand next to Emma as you help set the table for breakfast. You pause as you hear Mama's talk to the other kids in her usual, sweet voice. As you look over at Emma you realize she's looking over at Mama, horrified. You quickly tap Emma's hand to get her attention back on you.

"Don't look at Mama like that... She'll get suspicious" I tell Emma

Emma seems to understand and she turns back around to continue setting the table. That's when you hear mama's footsteps coming your way. You know Emma isn't smiling so to draw attention away from Emma I turn around to face Mom.

"Good Morning, Mama!" You exclaim excitedly, a huge, but fake, smile on your face.

"Good morning, (Y/N). You seem to be in higher spirits than usual." Mom replies, with eyes that seem to peer through my soul

"I just can't help it! I had an amazing dream last night." I say back

"Is that so..." Mama says, eyes softening.

"Well, you can tell me all about your dream in the kitchen. Please s
come help me." Mama continues

"Alright." I reply as I follow mom towards the kitchen.

That's when Norman walks in with Sherry and Vivian, two of the younger kids.

"Good morning, Norman, Sherry, Vivian." I say as I pass them

"Good Morning." They all reply, with the different levels of excitement, as I walk into the kitchen

"Good morning, Emma" is the last thing I hear before turning my attention back to Mom to help her

...

We need to find it ourselves... The way to get out of here.