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Waking The Elder - Chapter Three
https://archiveofourown.org/works/26630194/chapters/65503210
Having a solid new lead to the mystery surrounding Ina's identity, her and Amelia go to investigate the site where another young woman disappeared...
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Number 6 finds themselves locked into a malfunctioning elevator with number 4. What happens?
Eden blinked as the lights flickered, paling considerably. Oh, god, she was gonna miss her ultrasound- the Doctor was gonna get mad and Antonio was gonna yell at her, or... Or he would get mad or something, she didn't know but- it's small and dark. There's a girl she doesn't know in here and she's pregnant and the elevator stopped moving. What if it falls? What if she dies? What if the lady is a murderer and stabs her and the baby dies? Oh, god, no, not her baby...
The woman must've noticed her internal panicking, because next thing she knows the woman is asking her if she's alright.
"Lady? Are you okay? Um, I'm sure it's just a, uh, quick malfunction thingy. We'll be out in a minute, don't worry. I- I'm Ameina!" She steps in front of Eden, her green eyes wide and scared. She's young. Younger than Eden, probably a teenager. Hickies litter her neck. She tried to cover them with concealer but the scarf she's wearing- red, Antonio's favorite color- rubbed it off.
"I- I- Eden." She mumbled out, tears welling up in her eyes. Ameina- the name sounds familiar, but she can't quite put her finger on it- nods slowly and gently takes Eden's hand.
"I-It's gonna be okay- You- It's gonna be fine, Eden. I'm sure. Do you wanna play a game?" A game? Eden looks at her as if she's mental, but Ameina smiles quickly, sharply. Sweetly. Reassuring.
"Okay. Let's play a game..."
"Count to twenty-five, and the last thing you think of- tell me it. I'll try to guess why you thought of it. My boyfriend taught me this game- it's kinda fun, and it gets your mind off of stuff." The game's familiar.
At 25, she thinks of red. The color. Ameina guessed her scarf, and then went into a story about how her boyfriend, Lius, bought it for her. Eden mentions how her husband's favorite color is red. They continue playing the game.
By the time they leave the elevator, it's been an hour and Eden has a new best friend. A girl named Ameina, who is twenty years old and plans on being a pediatric surgeon.
