Heeheehee… kgh-heheheh…

you could hear giggling from in the fog, and as you slowly walk up, you see… Jayhawk? No. A female. Another variant. But… she seems to have been out of it for some time…

Ooohhh where are you… where are you… whereareyou-whereareyou-WHERE?!

her head shot up for a second, given she was curled up in the shade of a black tree it was hard to tell where or what she was doing. Her eyes were bloodshot and tears ran down her eyes. She was about to cry.

Oh Evan… Michelle… where are you… WHERE?! I… I need you… I need you two…!

Mentally, she is not there anymore. No amount of rehabilitation will make her whole again… she took a quick look at you before sliding her head back down, curling back up, spiraling downward into a pit she can never crawl out of