[This sequence feels somehow oddly familiar and yet at the same time like it shouldn't be happening. She doesn't chase animals - she knows what little good can come of it. But then... you don't always need to chase them, do you? Yet here she is, with all the memories that said for some reason... she did it.
And there's something very dreadful about the place she's standing now. Very different from the place she'd come from.
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And there's something very dreadful about the place she's standing now. Very different from the place she'd come from.
...a rabbit?
No. No... she's quite done with rabbits.]
Why us?
[WHY HER...]