<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Ravi;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Name</strong>: Dormouse<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Side Street/Park<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: <em>Andy, Andrew, Drew, Cinnamon.</em><br/><br/><br/><em>Cat</em>.<br/><br/>A simple word really, dropped into the empty still pool that had become her. Her. Mouse. Dormouse. Dori. Lashes blinked, breathing regained, gasping, hands clutching at her breast as shudders wracked through her. And again her eyes saw, saw the dank murky street, the cobbles, the cardboard she had tried to hide herself in. Her legs were spread obscenely, her little dress riding up her body and she was upon her back, staring upward. Trembling hands pushed herself upward, and then darted swiftly to tug the garment down as she glanced about her and tried to remember. <br/><br/><em>Apologize...</em>, the voice of her something, her someone echoed through her head but her memories skittered away, fleeing facing the confrontation, her own fear. Not yet, she was not safe, could not brave it. <br/><br/><em>Cat</em>. Her someone, her something. She had lost her again, or was lost, left behind. But a voice had spoken, not one she knew but it had said the name and so meekly the Mouse peeked around the dumpster behind which she crouched and then noticed the figure striding away from her. A breath for courage, a memory of Cat's arms around her and she made herself move forward, keeping to the shadows, clinging to them as best she could and praying not to be noticed. At least not till her Kitty Cat reappeared. <br/><br/>She would come back for her, she would. <br/><br/>The taunting rhyme of come out, come out had her shrinking back into the last shadows of the street, watching the park across the street and the oddly familiar figure of another woman, girl, being, and the statue, a statue that her eyes touched and then danced away from with unease. It was all wrong. All wrong and no way to be set right until her someone was around again. A soft sigh well, a little whimper as she sniffled and tears welled  in her eyes as she settled back to crouch, hands clenched and held up against her lips to hide her lower face.</span></span>