Fire's room

[Fire Angel]

*i get back to my room, not really wanting to be there for another fight. I'm sure in future I'll get the confidence for fights but right now I just don't see- bad choice of words. I can't work out- yeah they're better- I can't work out how I can fight. It's okay saying to listen, but there isn't much time for listening in a fight. I think I'm going to have to rely more on weapons than my hands. Oh well. I guess time will tell.

[Fire Angel]

*i lie down on my bed. Maybe sleeping would be good. I don't do much of that. I wish I could see my surroundings, but then, there's a part of me that thinks, why spoil what my mind sees. My mind sees a palace, despite knowing we're in a former prison. This place doesn't come across as a prison to me. Its freedom

[Fire Angel]

*I return to my room having spent the whole night on a survival thing no thanks to IA. I don't blame Vol. She's too nice to blame. I'm absolutely exhausted. There are just no other words to describe it. Though I'm glad I did it though. I have no idea how many of those things were out there, or how many I shot. But from what I could hear, it was quite a few.

I'm so thankful that I'm not on the mission to go and find Zombie. As horrible as that sounds, I really don't think I could handle it right now. I'd sooner shoot myself than go back to that city.

I sit down on my bed as I think all of this. Not sure if I'll be able to get any sleep, but I'm starting to wonder if i really need it what with being surrounded by darkness all the time. Though I do like sleep. Because I dream. And when I dream, it means I can see things. I'd give anything to have my sight back. Starting to lose hope that its ever going to happen though.

[Fire Angel]

*im dreaming. How do I know I'm dreaming? I can see. I'm sat in a completely plain white room. Every last thing in here is white, even the clothes I'm wearing are white. There are no windows. Just one lone door. This was quarantine but I don't know what for. I know this is a memory from my childhood, but this is a really old one. I was tiny here, definitely not of school age. And I was scared*

*i wake startled and once again everythinng is black. I think I just remembered something from my childhood. I should probably talk to IA and Vol about it in the morning, see if they can help make any sense of it. That's if it isn't already morning. I wish I knew. Keep hoping Fire. Keep hoping*

[Volume Virus]

*I run my hand along the bars of Fire's cell door to get her attention.* Good morning, Fire! I've made some breakfast. If you want any, I'll set the plate down just inside your door. There's some toast, fruit, jerky, and water, and I think it's pretty much edible. Sorry, but I'm not a chef like Aftermath, and he's not feeling well right now. Go ahead and eat up. You can't go starving yourself. *I open the door a little bit, making its hinges creak quietly, and place the plate down on the floor with a clink before retreating quietly.* Enjoy! Hope you had a nice rest! *I quickly walk back to Aftermath's room, not wanting to leave him alone for too long.*

[Fire Angel]

*I sit up when I hear Vol, and listen as she talks and places a plate of food down. I'm able to pin point exactly where it is and so get up and got to get it. I can't thank Vol because she's already gone, so I just go back to sit on my bed. I don't eat much as I've never been a breakfast person, but I eat enough for me.

I still can't shake that dream from my head. I know it was before the tower. It had to have been. But I can't get it out of my head. I can't understand why I was in quarantine, what could've happened that was so bad I had to be kept in there? Why would anyone have been kept in there? Maybe it wasn't because of me, maybe it was something to do with my parents. I don't know. I'll have to talk with Aftermathg and Vol

[Fire Angel]

*i return to my room feeling quite down and somewhat lonely. IA has Vol and Doctorwhen. Vol has IA and Nox, doctorwhen has IA, and the guys gone for zombie have each other. Who do I have?