[ So far, Grell's room remains the opposite of Alice's. Her things are strung all over, drawings adorn the walls, and Alice's bed isn't made. No doubt her rabbit is huddled underneath the blankets as a result of the dogs. Alice barely glances up at her, praying that the next thing she asks doesn't seem insane. ]
You're not hurt? Are you burned?
[ Alice is sure she saw fire, then again, her visions were intermingled with hallucinations. ]
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You're not hurt? Are you burned?
[ Alice is sure she saw fire, then again, her visions were intermingled with hallucinations. ]