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"If you're lost..." Nessarose trailed off, picking at a loose thread on her skirt. It seemed silly to offer to help with directions, hardly knowing her way around the building herself, but she couldn't think of much else to say. "...You're in Madame Morrible's quarters," she finished, feebly. "She isn't here at the moment."

Everything Joan had known to be true was a lie. There was no bright light, no Jesus, nothing. This wasn't how it was supposed to end. She knew that ever since she moved in next to those witches that she was doomed. But not like this, not in this dark fashion The darkness had enveloped her, it frightened her. She couldn't comprehend the darkness of her actions while she lived. Therefore she couldn't comprehend the darkness in her afterlife. This is where she belonged, where she had to stay for all of eternity. But then, as if being snatched by a truck she was back in the land of the living. Her eyes fluttered open as she saw one of the witched from next door standing over her. "Where am I?"

      "What do you want?"

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