The apartment was cold that night, that was the first thing you could sense when you opened your eyes. How many days has it been since she stood at the door, since she last gave you a order?. Click.

That wasn’t ellie. The footsteps were more calculated than Ellie’s. They were different. “Really, you just had to talk about her scars?” That voice was new, yet so familiar. Dina? “I want you to tell me what was going through your mind hm” she started, her voice cold as she walked closer.