[Nagisa's mother walked down the corridors. Nothing hurt anymore, and yes, that was her husband's voice, calling to her...]
[Nagisa groaned as her dead father appeared before her, a little baby in his arms.]
Misako, come on - I wouldn't know what to do if Nagisa started to cry!
...Oh, husband...
[Nagisa's mother said, a smile on her lips. Nagisa, on the other hand, groaned again - She barely remembered her Daddy, and now this?]
- Come on, Mama, it's not real, he isn't real and that isn't me, either, please wake up!
[And elsewhere in the Witch Barrier...]
[Hanako paused, as a familiar voice tinkled through the air.]
- Oh, husband, I really missed you, and so did our children!
...You're not going to go away again, right?
[And then, she looked into a room, her eyes widening.]
[Her father was sitting at a table, a hot pot bubbling in front of all of them, with some people who were very familiar indeed. Her deceased mother, looking like she had before she'd gotten sick, and her brother, and Hanako herself -]
[Except that Hanako was a rather creepy doll, while all the other people looked more or less normal.]
[Hanako groaned as she caught sight of a very creepy looking stuffed something with whiskers trying to meow at them from under the table - So that was supposed to be Anthony, eh?]
...Oh, come on, Papa - Anthony wasn't even born when Mama died!
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Date: 2014-07-21 06:43 am (UTC)[Nagisa groaned as her dead father appeared before her, a little baby in his arms.]
Misako, come on - I wouldn't know what to do if Nagisa started to cry!
...Oh, husband...
[Nagisa's mother said, a smile on her lips. Nagisa, on the other hand, groaned again - She barely remembered her Daddy, and now this?]
- Come on, Mama, it's not real, he isn't real and that isn't me, either, please wake up!
[And elsewhere in the Witch Barrier...]
[Hanako paused, as a familiar voice tinkled through the air.]
- Oh, husband, I really missed you, and so did our children!
...You're not going to go away again, right?
[And then, she looked into a room, her eyes widening.]
[Her father was sitting at a table, a hot pot bubbling in front of all of them, with some people who were very familiar indeed. Her deceased mother, looking like she had before she'd gotten sick, and her brother, and Hanako herself -]
[Except that Hanako was a rather creepy doll, while all the other people looked more or less normal.]
[Hanako groaned as she caught sight of a very creepy looking stuffed something with whiskers trying to meow at them from under the table - So that was supposed to be Anthony, eh?]
...Oh, come on, Papa - Anthony wasn't even born when Mama died!