Long, thick eyelashes slowly force themselves open as she awakens to the image of the white-child statue in the room..Blinking thrice to confirm what she's seeing..one slender leg stretches out to the side to stand herself up, though as she looks towards the child's eyes, her head begins to swim..long, mahogany hair touching to her inner thighs and brushing against bare flesh. One hand trembles , slowly collapsing inwards as she hears the children begin to chant..paniced eyes looking around as she presses both of her hands to her head, trying to shut out the voices echoing. And then, it hits.<br/><br/>Both of her eyes bolt open like streaking stars crushing into the floor. Her eyes travel down her now-naked, and slightly sweaty body, obviously emotionally disturbed from the dream. One hand reaches up to cover bare breast as her head travels from left to right, backing against the stone and taking in her situation.  Her first instincts are to grab for her clothes, however, the searing pain from the rune throws her to the floor, once again exposing herself, body tightening up, and muscle tone in her thighs , abdomen, and arms showing up as she writhes momentarily..until it fades.  In her frenzy, she snatches up her red sleeveless vest, and slips it over her top, smoothing the midriff cut out against her body ..and slipping a simple pair of silk panties, followed by her skirt..tying teach binding string at either side of her waist...and slinging her scarf around creamy-white skin as a final touch. Looking around..she finally starts to take things in..and clearing her throat, she speeks feebly, in a subdued feather-light tone..<br/><br/>"What..in the name of the gods...has happened here?"<br/><br/>(( http://h1.ripway.com/miachan/Celeste.jpg ))