Hitomi shot up, her face pale and glistening. Immediately her hands came up to feel her skin, fingers crawling across every inch of clammy flesh. She'd felt this flesh burning away, watched as the tip of her nose blackened and shriveled. Her eyes were pale and distant, still in the grip of that moment. It was only when they found something familiar that the light of intelligence seemed to flicker back.<br/><br/>"... A-Akihiko?" She breaths her brother's name as though she's been parched of water for days. The girl slides from the bed on momentarily unsteady legs, plodding over to him. The command from the PA seemed distant and echoed too much for her mind to understand, "What?"