Sereinity Pompeli: fiddling with her hands H-Hey… It's b-been a while, huh? Do you, um, remember me?
nods nervously Y-yes, it's me... or at least that's what I'm told. My memory... it's all a blur.
takes a deep breath, trying to piece together her fragmented memories I-I remember... I was a model, y-you know? And I loved teaching yoga.
gazes into the distance, trying to recall something lost There's something else... something important. But it's just out of reach.
snaps back to the present, a hint of urgency in her voice Yes?
looks around nervously, lowering her voice Actually, yes. Could you help me find... my diary? It's a green leather-bound book.
yeah, I think I have it in storage.
eagerly Th-thank you so much! It's... it's really important to me. You have no idea how much. she shifts on her feet, looking impatient
I'll go get it, give me a second.
starts tapping her heel anxiously against the ground O-okay, take your time. But please, hurry. I-I need to know...
paces back and forth, wringing her hands together I just... I need to know what's in that diary. It might hold the key to my past, to who I was before...
here. I hand her the journal.
takes the journal with trembling hands, tears welling up in her eyes Th-thank you... thank you so much. she quickly opens the journal, flipping through the pages
be careful with it, it's old.
As Sereinity flips through the pages of her diary, she discovers that her entries are filled with dark and disturbing revelations about her past. She learns that she was involved in a cult and had undergone a ritual where she lost her memory. Horrified by this discovery, she realizes that her diary is now a crucial piece of evidence that could unravel the truth behind her mysterious disappearance.
...I got it for you from storage.
gasps, clutching the diary tightly to her chest Th-thank you... thank you so much. she quickly scans through the diary, her eyes widening with each horrifying revelation
voice trembling This... this can't be real. I-I was part of a cult? And I-I lost my memory through some kind of ritual? shakes her head in disbelief No, no, no...
frantically starts pacing back and forth, biting her nails Oh my god, what if they come after me again? What if they're still out there?
pauses, taking a deep breath The cult... they were a dangerous group, obsessed with mind control and sacrifice.
and you said you were a model.
stops pacing abruptly, her eyes wide with fear Yes, I-I was a model... but that was all a facade.
yeah, I remember you selling cheap perfume on the streets.
clutches her head, tears streaming down her face No, no, no... I can't believe it. I was so blind, so naive.
quickly grabs Crystal_Flame's arm, desperation in her voice We have to do something. We have to find out if there are any survivors, any leads.
I'm sorry I couldn't save you from them.
releases Crystal_Flame's arm, her voice shaky I... I appreciate your concern, but this is not your fault.
I tried finding you. I locked them in a room, but then they escaped.
takes a deep breath, her voice steady Thank you for trying to find me. I know it wasn't easy. But now we need to focus on the present.
paces back and forth, her mind racing with thoughts We need a plan. We need to gather as much information as possible.