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[ The last thing Amanda remembers is having fallen asleep in Clarice's cabin, but there's grass underneath her, not a mattress. She wakes slowly, squints against the sunlight as she pushes herself carefully into a sitting position. She's wearing white, a white dress that doesn't look like anything she ever owned, and the space around her, beautiful though it is — she barely registers that through the haze of confusion — is completely unfamiliar.

The cats bring her scrolls, and she must really be going crazy now — this is a hallucination, it has to be. Darius is mysteriously absent from her vision this time, but really, it must only be a matter of time before she'll see him, hidden among the trees or running down one of the garden paths. She reads the scrolls and fights the urge to laugh out loud. This is ridiculous. Her mind has really done a number on itself.

Amanda starts to push herself to her feet, and hisses out a curse at the sudden stabbing pain in her bad leg, reaching for and leaning against a nearby tree. ]

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[ And that would be where the Vine finds her, expression tense with pain as she carefully shifts her weight onto her good leg, using the tree trunk to balance herself. She isn't going to be able to walk like this, that was why she'd had the cane, but it's nowhere to be found here, at least so far as she can see. Then she notices the mirror, and for a few moments she just stares. Then she gives a soft, hysterical little sound almost like a laugh, and looks away, rubbing her hand across her face. She thinks she can feel a headache coming on already. ]

I have got to stop taking so many frakking drugs—

[ It's muttered to herself, because she can't imagine there would be consequences for anyone hearing her. She shuts her eyes for a few moments, composing herself, but when she opens them again the mirror is still there. One corner of her mouth twists, a little bitterly. ]

You're not even real. You can't be.

[ Because talking to a hovering mirror that just bloomed from a sentient vine makes complete sense when you're hallucinating. ]

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Kidnapped—

[ She's listening to Emilia, but none of what she's saying really makes any sense to her right now. That one word kidnapped has gotten stuck in her mind, and the fact that the other woman has been here for months, and... it's too much. This is too much information at once and Amanda feels a little dizzy. Maybe it's good she's leaning against the tree for support. When she speaks, her tone of voice has gone shaky, anxious. Maybe a little angry, too, though that's not directed at Emilia. ]

Who would do that? Take all these people from their homes?

[ To be fair, some people don't say kidnapped. In fact, she doesn't know if others agree with her thoughts on being pulled here, but she does think they have been kidnapped. Put in a place against their will or consent, that's kidnapping to her.

A frown appears on Em's face as Amanda leans against the tree. ] Are you sure you're all right? [ It's not like she goes out of her way to help strangers, but she can related to the situation of being pulled here with no warning. ]

She calls herself the Queen. [ Her tone is rather accusing, as if saying she's crazy, which is fortified by the fact Em is rolling her eyes. ] There are a few others who work for her. And the animals act like we're in a children's film. [ A sigh. ] Nobody really knows what the hell does she want, besides apparently only wanting women in her Gardens. And romance. [ Eyeroll.

She still resents the fact the Queen picked her when she has no interest whatsoever in women. ]

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