It's quiet here. A different sort of quiet than what she's used to, with the constant hum of the electric system in the background. She feels the wind on her face and hears the gentle rustle of the leaves, and she's confused.
All the windows have been sealed. And there aren't any more trees left around the school after she and her sister plunged the world into despair.
Mukuro keeps her eyes closed but she listens carefully to her surroundings, hoping for a sound to clue her in on where she is and who her captor could be. Her hands and legs are unbound so she's not a prisoner, but there's no doubt in her mind that she's not in Hope's Peak Academy.
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Date: 2014-07-27 11:10 am (UTC)All the windows have been sealed. And there aren't any more trees left around the school after she and her sister plunged the world into despair.
Mukuro keeps her eyes closed but she listens carefully to her surroundings, hoping for a sound to clue her in on where she is and who her captor could be. Her hands and legs are unbound so she's not a prisoner, but there's no doubt in her mind that she's not in Hope's Peak Academy.