Who: Linnea, Valterri, and Isolde
When: After naptime
Where: The world without sound, color, or Hiro
Awareness started to come back into Isolde's world, and she told herself it was all a dream. It had all been a very strange dream, and when she opened her eyes it would be the morning of the dance and she'd be looking at her ceiling with the stars and clouds painted all over it. It was hopeless. The scents were all wrong, and she was awake too quickly. Opening her eyes meant the confirmation of her fears. The world was still in black and white. She still could not make a sound.
She was in a bush. Isolde jerked into a sitting position rather quickly, not remembering falling asleep at all. She remembered the fear. She remembered hiding. She crouched down again, but something told her that the danger had passed. Frowning, she looked around. She saw Linnea. She saw Valterri. Where was Hiro?
Looking around, she could not see him anywhere. Taking a silent breath, Isolde reached out for Linnea's hand and tugged. Where had he gone?