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Marianne wasn’t scared of many things now. 

However, if there was one thing that she was terrified of... It was Nova or Atlas finding out that she wasn’t quite as innocent as she wanted to appear to them. 

That she’d done something terrible too. 

It haunted her, yes-of course it would. At least, maybe, that made her differ from him, even in the slightest of ways. 

Nonetheless, when she saw that Atlas had begun to lose more and more sleep, she grew worried. Even more so after he became quiet in her presence, avoiding her eyes. 

「 ★ 」   ⋮   Ｖ Ｉ Ｃ Ｔ Ｉ Ｍ ．   ⋮  ━━   He's   awake.   Or   so,   he   thinks   he   is.

                 Azure   eyes   shoot   open;   finding   themselves   staring   at   an   UNFAMILIAR   ceiling.   A   place   he   doesn't   recognize   at   all.   He   too   shoots   up;   sights   darting   left   and   right   in   a   desperate   attempt   to   gain   his   bearings.   A   bedroom   ...   one   that   looks   SIMILAR   to   his   own   ...   but   not   quite.

                Then   ...   a   glint   catches   his   vision   ...   and   he   looks   up   to   see   a   KNIFE.

                PANIC   is   quick   to   set   in.   Before   he   could   even   stifle   it;   a   SCREAM   escapes   his   breath.   He   quickly   curls   up;   a   feeble   attempt   to   try   to   shield   himself   from   whatever   gruesome   torture   was   to   come

“There’s no box left to close, dearie~!”