[ Susato's eyes are clamped firmly shut, and her head turns sharply like she's averting her eyes from something terrible. Her head keeps swaying like it's on a swivel, and there's some inaudible, distressed mumbling under her breath as tosses and turns, splashing about in the boiling water in resistance. ]
Papa...? Papa...
[ Black wispy smoke, thin and subtle, starts to rise alongside the steam. Though her voice is small, in her dream, she is screaming until her lungs and throat hurt. Screaming as she goes from pining after her fathers to staring up at the icy, glossy surface from below. Snow collects violently on top of this frozen layer as a blizzard rages above, causing it to appear a harder white.
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Papa...? Papa...
[ Black wispy smoke, thin and subtle, starts to rise alongside the steam. Though her voice is small, in her dream, she is screaming until her lungs and throat hurt. Screaming as she goes from pining after her fathers to staring up at the icy, glossy surface from below. Snow collects violently on top of this frozen layer as a blizzard rages above, causing it to appear a harder white.
Where is everyone?
Someone. Anyone.
Trahearne. Ori. Beatrix. Aerith. They're gone...
There's no one alive to hear her. ]