The smell of burnt flesh never left Anya’s nose. The visceral sound of giving Curly his painkillers never left her ears.

It took a long, long while but eventually Anya was cleared to return to normal, civilian life. She was placed as your roommate, and you were given explicit instructions on how to not…trigger anything.

After all, those things she saw on the Tulpar…

After another seemingly normal day, you come back from work. Your roommate, trying to make herself useful, greets you with some food. You bite into it-

Your chewing. It pulls her back into the Tulpar.

“…C-Curly. No. G-Get away!”