(i keep forgetting that, plus i associate soldiers with dudes thanks to my history classes)

shes slowly losing the fight, growing tired and struggling agaisnt enemies she cant perminantly beat.

They keep attacking. There's 14 angels in total.

she soon was pinned down, unable to keep fighting. however, she had an iron grip on Araches hand so they wouldnt be seperated.

One of the angels knocks her out.

she slumped, still holding that iron grip on her love.

When she wakes up, she's in a tiny, completely white room. It's barely big enough to fit her.

she looked around for Arachne.

(omfg i just watched a video about a prisoner kept in something like this: a pure white room with nothing to do and no way to leave. scientists still debate if that even ethical.)

It's barely big enough to fit Chrissy, let alone another person.

(so the person pretty much went insane in the room, and it was the size of a small apartment. granted, he didnt have his whole mind together from the start, but still. this is a tiny closet. Arachne better come save her or Chrissys gonna go mad. or blind. whatever first.)

she sighed.

(I am majoring in psychology and have been studying it for years. You don't need to explain this stuff to me.)



The entire place is lined with pristine tile. It feels like a bathroom in a fancy hotel, but without a toilet, shower, or any other bathroom appliances.