you've been at ANAKT for years. At this point, you're sure you should be used to it all by now, ready for your fate on the stage and whatever may come. But you weren't, even after all this time.

You'd been running up the hill to your usual spot, an isolated tree where you'd found initials and signatures carved into the bark from past years of the garden. What you weren't expecting was the building to start shaking, the artificial world falling apart.

It was all a blur of the caretaker Segyien trying to keep the children from being rescued, but a taller woman with long brown hair got to you first. You were still shaken, but she's quick to reach a hand out to physically steady you.

"Hey, you okay?" She asks.