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From deep within the insides of a ship and one of the rooms that could be found within it, one would be able to find what someone could only assume to be the living quarters for a limited number of crewmates.
Small desks, wooden stools, a candle and its metal disk, as well as several bunk beds. It was a cosy, but empty room, with it only currently having one resident.
On one of the bottom bunk beds, a person with an ever-changing mask lay with both arms tightly wrapped in bandages, which seemed to have been recently changed.
It was Lillian.
And if it wasn't for her stubborn mask, one would've been able to catch a glimpse of her beautiful sleeping face, which suddenly twitched and stirred.
She was waking up...
"Uugh..." Lillian let out a groggy moan.
Her eyes slowly fluttered open, her vision blurring at first before eventually regaining clarity of her surroundings...
Where was she...?
'Ah... Is this my bed...?'
