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𝖭𝖠𝖸𝖠𝖧'𝗌 𝖯𝖮𝖵

lighting surrounded me as i woke up from what felt like long slumber, my whole body aching as i attempted to move my sore limbs.

i could barely remember the past events and forcing my mind to do so only worsened the headache.

After short moments, my eyes were able to adjust to the lighting, being met with what looked like a therapy room.

a bookshelf covered an entire wall as i laid on a gray single sofa-bed, matching almost half of the few furniture in the room.

The lighting came from the window that also occupied a whole wall, giving me a vast view of the busy city underneath the building.

After finally being able to stand up, coldness hit my body, erupting shivers down my whole spine.

That's when i noticed the absence of my clothes.

i was left in nothing but my underwear...

Suddenly, i felt a sharp pain on my back, resulting me on touching the spot only to feel a weird shaped outline.

Before i could mentally question it, the door opened, revealing a young brunette girl.

She smiled at me, placing her clipboard on top of the glass desk, accompanied with a first aid kit.

"where am i?" i inquired, confusedly staring at her frame.

"medical assistance level of Vulture" she responded whilst slipping a pair of transparent rubber gloves on, my eyes rolling at the realization.

billie.

of course she'd be the one behind all of this.

"why do i need medical assistance?" i questioned, staring at the needle that she held.

"Mrs.Eilish has exigencies" She replied whilst using a cotton ball to apply some rubbing alcohol onto my upper arm, "she likes to check on every new integrant's health before letting them freely walk around the building and her house. like check for any STD's, allergies or chronic diseases"

"new integrant?" i widened my eyes, feeling the needle sink into my arm.

"yes, if you weren't part of vulture you wouldn't have the symbol carved into your upper back"

"but i'm not part of Vulture?" my eyebrows lowered as the girl focused on the needle.

"weird..." she furrowed her eyebrows whilst carefully removing the thin object from my arm, "our researches say that you were born with it"

"no, i wasn't" my eyebrows furrowed, "the only symbol in my body is the Dupont print"

Getting nothing but a shrug from the girl, i turned around to correctly face the thing carved into my back.

The mirror in front of me reflected the outline of a lopsided stick figure, my eyebrows raising at the familiarity.

i had seen billie wearing a necklace with a similar pendant in some meetings, but i still couldn't help but mentally question the situation.