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Emma ignored the girl's voice, focusing instead on the fingers on the keys. Her nurse said that she'd see things that weren't there. Emma didn't believe that though. She knew if things were real or not, and this girl was as real as the nurse in the corner. She turned her eyes upward toward her face, catching the girl's eyes. She'd called herself Kallin but mentioned Kal and KJ. Emma didn't understand why she didn't want to be called Kallin. It was a pretty name. Fitting for the pretty girl in front of her.

"Emmaline.....Emma" she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Emma Harper" She titled her head to the side, looking up at Kallin. "You play well."

She wondered how long Kallin had been in the center. Her father told her that some people had been there since they were babies. and that some of them never left because they never got better. He wanted Emma to get better, but she wanted her to stay in there permanently. "Why are you here?" Emma asked, a little bolder than before. She tapped her fingers on her knees as she followed the keys again. The song wasn't familiar, but it was simpler than most, and seemed like it would be easy to pick up.