Abigail looks up at Annebelle, she straightens up. She rubs her puffy eyes and looks at Annebelle.
“Sorry…” She first says.
“You should rest first,” she follows, looking at Annebelle. “That potion will make you sleepy after all.”
She leads Annebelle out of the room, to the third room. There are 2 beds there.
“You can sleep here, there’s a pillow… and a blanket.” She says.
Her voice is still raspy, probably from all the sobbing she did earlier.
“…” She yawned and looked at Abigail. “It’s okay…if you ever want to tell me why you’re sad…don’t hold back… i’ll try to help.” She let out a weak smile before going onto one of the beds…and almost instantly fell asleep due to the potion’s effects.
She walks out of the room, sees Grea in the main room. She lets out an “Eep!” and runs back into the study room, locking the door.
Grea was snoring and scratching her belly with one hand, her tail and wings stretched out on the couch.
Shackles would be heard from somewhere in the castle…
A few tortuous stairs downwards later, two locked doors stood infront of her. The sounds came from there, but they had stopped a few seconds ago.
She could hear mumbles…someone was talking in one of the cells.
Glass was in the cell, The heavy collar around her neck and her wrists being tied to the pole behind her made it impossible for her to even stand up. She was looking at the ceiling and talking to herself, her horn and monstruous tail on full display.
Glass didn’t seem to have noticed her. The only reason she was able to hear the chains and come down this far was because of the night the castle was plunged in.
“…” Her eyes slowly looked over to Anna. “…oh. I’m glass.”
“My name’s glass. Is that too hard to understand?” Her tail wiggled Under her. “Do I need to spell it out for you?”
“…” She staid silent for a few seconds. “Isn’t it obvious? I’m Something no one wants to see.”
“That’s all that matters. If you’re here to point fingers at me, you can go now. I get it.”
