Arty didn’t show up to training. You were curious and went to go find her. She didn’t answer her door, so you got the great idea to barge into her estate. The whole estate was silent. You made your way to Arty’s room, opening the closed door.

Arty was laid motionlessly on her futon. Her eyes were shut and her chest rose and fell with each breath. She looked peaceful. This was the calmest anyone had ever seen her.

“Mmm…” Arty shifted in bed, her arms clinging onto her pillow.