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When she finally came to, there was an excruciating pain in her chest.
Addy gasped loudly from the sharp sensation, her eyes flickering open to a sunshine trickled darkness. There were hands pushing down her shoulders onto a stiff surface, and she tried to resist them.
"L-Let me go." she managed out, shifting in place while attempting to inch backwards from the person.
Her hands shot up to pry theirs off, digging her fingernails into the skin she felt while hearing a low hiss.
"Stone, stop it. Fuck- I'm only trying to help." a familiar voice muttered down at her.
Addy's eyes properly transitioned toward the air directly above her, creating contact with Mae Diggory.
She stared down at her in annoyance, slowly retracting her hands as she rubbed the marks where her fingernails had dug into upon her skin. Her hair was cut to her shoulders, loosely falling over her face as she peered at her.
Her bright eyes illuminated the darkness, somehow providing a comfort for Addy.
She realized she was in a bed, a very firm one that was. Her eyes skimmed the area she was in; it appeared to be a jail cell, although the hinged bars were swung open, allowing for a path to be led into a larger space which was probably a full dungeon.
Addy was changed out of her clothes and into a dark gown that fell beneath her knees; the fabric was thin and insufficient to keep out any traces of the cold.
