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The dark haired girl stared at Gunter in shock before hesitantly moving to sit beside him on the bench, for the second time now. She put her arm over his shoulder as she tried to be comforting to the younger boy. " We don't know what year it is, apparently." She murmured as she looked up at Joey, " As Gavin said, we all remember different times; days, months, years.. We're all confused and it's getting to us."

She rubbed Gunter's back lightly, not sure on how exactly to console him. " To tell the truth," Emory continued, not really talking to anyone as she shifted her dark gaze to stare at the white wall across from herself. " It kind of scares me to find even that much out.." She was hesitant at first to saying this but she figured it was better to have it said. Maybe the others were scared, or at least worried, too.