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But when she looked at him, she saw the same face of guilt that she saw every time she looked in the mirror.
This wasn't what either of them wanted.
She warned them that if she could find them, so would others.
and that if anyone asked her about what she saw, she would have to tell them under fear of what the prototype would do to her.
It wasn't enough to save them though.
On another one of her outings, she found Preston's name tag, just like she'd warned he'd been found.
She wished she could have saved them, but there was nothing more she could have done without sacrificing her own life.
All she could do was add a note of her own to his, and then put his name tag back on his old desk.
It seemed like the right thing to do, a burial of sorts.
As she did, a distressed Cat B watched her from the corner,
She thought she recognized those eyes.
That's when she felt a metallic hand grab her porcelain ankle.
Next thing she knew, she was back in her home.
The home her father had made for her all those years ago.
Only this time, she was trapped in a glass box filled with the infamous red smoke.
She banged, crashed, and threw herself at the glass trying to get out.
This tiny body her father had given her wasn't strong enough.