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[Cordelia had actually managed to pass out there, for a second -- or maybe twenty minutes, she isn't really sure. All that she knows is that when she wakes up, the door is open and her journal is in front of her. She doesn't trust the open door, though. After three days of not being able to trust anything, she's not going through it until someone else does.
She scrambles for the journal, not getting up much after three days of no food, no water, and just speaks hoarsely into the book]
Somebody, help. Please.
[and she's going to start pushing closer to the door, so that she doesn't have to go far when she figures out whether or not it's a trick]
She scrambles for the journal, not getting up much after three days of no food, no water, and just speaks hoarsely into the book]
Somebody, help. Please.
[and she's going to start pushing closer to the door, so that she doesn't have to go far when she figures out whether or not it's a trick]