(I'm just gonna type Rachel now xD)<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">Rachel followed the lady with her lips sealed and eyes wondering from building to building, street to sidewalk, person to... thing? The environment around her was frightening but she had to deal with it now and that's part of the reason she was so touchy on the subject. She couldn't even choose for herself. Her parents chose for her, as they always did. <br/>
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They made it to the apartment building and were soon in the fairly vast room... Or rooms they'd be staying in. Rachel swallowed and glanced at the woman when the door shut. Her eyes narrowed at her when she seemed to finally snap and become annoyed, making Rachel fidget and grit her teeth. "Just leave me alone. I want nothing to do with you or your stupid world."<br/>
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She stormed into her room and the door was slammed behind her. A pause was caught as the woman's gaze traveled around the room and then she flopped on the bed, staring at the ceiling.  Why did this woman have to be the one she roomed with?<br/>
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Rachel's gaze was weary and tiresome, seeming to try and keep from crying. The visions of the night of the murder were reeling through her head once again, the sound of the gunshots ringing in her ears. This was all really happening... It wasn't just a dream like she willed it to be. The sad realiy was her pseudo father was dead and she was in a different world, a different body, and still needed to be questioned.<br/>
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Everything jumbled in her head just made it pound relentlessly.</span>