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Olivia had conflicted feelings. Anya seemed a bit mean, kind of like she didn't like her. But then the rumors...

She never really gave much thought to them, if they're true or not. She didn't like to think about it. They often scared her at times she didn't need scaring. But still, Olivia would rather live in some sadness and torture in hopes of getting to the outside world instead of dying alone and never having to deal with this place again.

Silently and without notice, Livi gently closed her door, then walked over to the end of her bed where her sleeping slippers were (link to picture at bottom). She quickly slipped them on, not wanting the two to leave her.

Soon she opened her door again slowly, more than a crack this time, and awkwardly took some steps out. A faint smile was presented before she crossed her arms and stared at the floor, waiting to follow. At the moment she felt like staying close to Nikolai; she had a feeling Anya would push her in front if something were to try to kill them.

A small part of her was anxious, but yet there was still that small negative voice in her head that said, "Let's die trying."
 
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Down the stairwell they went, though Daniel didn't go very quickly. He wanted them to stay a group. It was partly the stories, his own imagination starting to twist up shapes of monsters and shadows and women with bloodstained hair who snatched up the little ones in the dead of night. It was also partly because he wasn't great in a fight. If something or someone decided to sneak up on them, he couldn't very well think them to death, now could he?

Jack might be good for that, he started to realize, as more and more violent pictures started to float past his vision. He'd figured she hated the adults here, but hadn't realized it was quite this... poignant. It made him smirk, even though no one else would be able to see.

It was just one flight of stairs. At the bottom, the kitchen was right down the hallway. Daniel was getting so wrapped up in his thoughts and his plans and his potential adventures that he failed to notice the bright blue butterfly that fluttered and landed near the door to the mess hall.

"Guys, hurry up," he says to those still in the stairwell, oblivious.

Just because Daniel missed it doesn't mean the rest of you will; there are blue morpho butterflies, three or four of them, fluttering along near the ceiling of the hallway and down the stairwell. Where did they come from? They weren't here a moment ago. Or were they? How many of you were looking up at the ceiling?

Some of you have probably never seen a real butterfly for a very, very long time. They all seem to be making their way in the same direction you are, down the stairs and towards the kitchen.[/hr]
 
Soon after that, Olivia closed her door on them. Nikolai's hopeful look turned into a frown, he glanced at his sister through his glasses, pouting slightly, "I think you scared her..."

Anya sneered, rolling her eyes, "I didn't do anything. We should get going though. It seems like she doesn't want to-" Before Anya could finish the sentence, Olivia opened the door and took a few steps out, standing near Nikolai, keeping a distance from Anya. "Welcome aboard..." Anya muttered sarcastically. They began to walk, Anya leading the way while Nikolai with Olivia at the back. Nikolai grinned down at Olivia, pulling her closer to him by the shoulder. "I knew you'd join us!"

"Guys, hurry up," they heard Daniel's voice calling them. He was a good distance away from them. As soon as they heard that, Anya picked up the pace, Nikolai followed suit. Anya glanced at the ceiling as she saw something blue at the top. Must be my imagination... She thought to herself, knowing she might be hallucinating due to the lack of sleep. As they entered the stairwell, both of them saw three blue butterflies. Nikolai's eyes widened, a grin plastered on his face as he recalled memories of him and Anya chasing butterflies in their back yard. "Anya, do you remember running around trying to catch butterflies in the backyard?"

Anya nodded, smiling slightly, feeling nostalgia rushing through her, "I do, brother... I do."

As they reached the bottom of the stairwell, they saw Daniel with Jaquelyn. Anya mumbled to herself as the three of them walked closer to the duo, "Heh, so he did wait for us."
 
Olivia kept her eyes glued to the gray (Assuming.) floor, already feeling uncomfortable and unwanted by Anya's negative comment and vibes. Nikolai made her feel a little better, being so nice, but at the same time it made her feel less wanted, like he was only being nice to her because he felt bad for her.

"Guys, hurry up," she heard a distant voice call. Suddenly Anya and Nikolai began to walk faster, making her also pick up the pace; she didn't want to take a chance on those stories..

As they walked down the stairwell, Liv noticed the two siblings looking up, of course sparking her curiosity. She looked up also, her eyebrows furrowed. Maybe she was just imagining things. Morpho butterfly. She drew one of those before. It's much better seeing live ones rather than a drawing on paper.

Livi suddenly longed to draw. She hadn't since last week for testing. Maybe they could find some drawing materials.

As the reached the landing, she saw another boy and a girl. They both looked way older than her, especially the girl. She looked mature, like one of her friends' older sibling. All of the older ones started to intimidate her, being so small and young. She felt like an elementary school kid being a high school student.

As Anya said something, Olivia, without thinking, gently put her hand on Nikolai's arm to get his attention, and asked quietly without looking up, "Did you see the butterflies?" She wanted to look to see if they were still there, but didn't want to draw attention to herself or gain more curiosity about them.
 
Strangely enough, needy little Jaquelyn was one of the children who didn't believe in all the supersitious hooey that seemed to set most on edge. Aside from her fear of the dark, the only things that frightened her were within logical reason. Namely the men and women who kept her imprisoned. Those people could cut and poke and abuse, made-up monsters could not. She'd shudder to think of the things they would and had done to test her limits, to try to break her spirit, to punish her.. Those silly rumors were just that, they meant nothing to her.

Still, Jack kept close to Daniel and held firm to his hand. Not because she was scared that the boogeyman or whatever was lurking around the next corner, it was a rare comfort just because it meant she wasn't alone in the dark. All the feelings running through her so close together must have been a little annoying for Daniel; The little joy she felt in being close to him, the hateful thoughts of the facility's staff, the distress from remembering all the screams.. And now the odd little sense of wonder she felt when she noticed the little butterflies.

She'd actually stopped briefly when she first spotted them, staring up quietly as they fluttered their tiny blue wings. They were beautiful. She didn't get to admire them for long though, stumbling a little as Daniel kept moving. She quickly returned to his side and turned her attention back to the path he walked. Once or twice she looked up however, seeing the tiny blue insects seemed to be going the same way they were. It was so strange, and yet she didn't question it. She kept her mouth shut and went along with Daniel.
 
Daniel eventually looked up, but only after he finally caught Jack thinking about them. They looked like weird little blue... fluttering things, bits of bright wall that were moving around. They creeped him out, to be honest.

"Aren't those bugs?" He asks, frowning. He doesn't remember what butterflies are supposed to be. The word confuses him. He thought they were supposed to be yellow and white. But his frown makes way for a grin when he makes another connection. Despite his age, his smarts, and his cynicism, Daniel was extremely superstitious.

"No, they're fairies. I bet the blue lady sent them. This is our lucky day."

So he tugged Jack along to the large double-doors of the mess hall. He pushed the door open with ease.

"See?" The room before them was dark, and large, but very empty. "No one in here, either!"
 
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