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Character Portrait: Alessandro Corvi Character Portrait: Mark Sanchez Character Portrait: The Manor Character Portrait: Jenna Grant Character Portrait: Gabriella Rocha
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Gabriella Rocha


Hazy yet rapidly flashing lights in an assortment of colors danced against a black background. It was like being in a club but not. There was no music, no throbbing vibration of bass beating against her skin and though the euphoria overriding her senses seemed real enough, it didn’t have that chemical overtone that she was used to experiencing. Not shrooms, not E… What was she feeling? Was this a dream?

The vibrant hues disappeared as she lurched back into consciousness but the light was brighter than she remembered. A brilliantly white backdrop replaced the shadowy environment from her unconscious or subconscious thoughts, whichever they had been and the first sounds that wormed their ways into her ears were… Voices?

Blinking rapidly, she let herself lay upon the ground for a minute to gather her bearings. She wasn’t worried at all. In fact, she had woken in strange places often enough that it didn’t seem odd to be appear in a strange place with no memory of the past few hours and no recollection of ever meeting the people that were now hovering around her.

Once she was sure that she wasn’t about to throw up or pass out, she slipped a hand behind her and pushed herself up into a sitting position only to realize that the palm she had placed upon the ground was freezing and wet. She jerked her hand up close to her face, frowning at the implications as snow melted from her fingertips and only then did she truly begin to take in her surroundings.

A large building loomed in front of her. She was in a yard. Whose yard?

Her vision shifted, now focusing more intently on the three people that were up and moving about. None of them looked like the sort of people she usually hung around and even more confusing was that none of them appeared to be club goers. No one was dressed to impress… Well, at least the sort of dress to impress that mingled with hot sweaty bodies dancing to house or techno music so perhaps she was still in a dream? Leaning down, she pinched her bare calf between thumb and forefinger and winced as the pain lanced through her.

If this was a dream it sucked.

Gabriella pushed herself to her feet, dusting the snow from her skin and clothing as she made her way passed the three strangers whom she still hadn’t spoken a word to yet. Rose bushes hedged them in and she couldn’t see over them nor through them and a look in each direction told her that they continued on around the entire yard. Pine trees swayed silently beyond them but there was no way to reach the nearest evergreen without somehow first pushing passed the briars.

“This is a bunch of bullshit…” She grumbled to herself, pulling her hood up over her chocolate-hued locks and zipping her sweatshirt to ward off the cold as she set off towards the nearest bush to investigate. Thoughts of kidnapping or the Saw movies never entering her mind as she reached out to pluck one of the crimson blooms from its thorny housing. Simple curiosity had taken over now.