[Perhaps this conversation was more suited to a more bright location. Somehow, though, this was fitting for them. Her fingers continued to trace the rim of the can absently.]

That is something I don't know. My previous self seemed, through the pain, surprised at this turn of events as well. [There had been a knife as well. A strange, oddly shaped knife that seemed...occult.] It might have been. Though, I feel I would have been on the receiving end of one. Someone else was there, too, but I couldn't see them and I don't remember their voice.

[Her feet had been tied. Several cuts on her body--no, there was no question she had been dying but that girl...] I think I was close. That girl--I think she saved me, somehow. She was telling me she'd fix it.