Location: St. Azalea's Orphanage
Alanna shot up from her slumber in a cold sweat. Her bed was slightly moist and the covers were kicked to the floor in a disgruntled heap. Her eyes darted around the room that was now familiar to her as she began to hyperventilate. Quickly, she swung her legs off the side of the bed, darting towards her small backpack, thrusting her hands through it violently to search for her inhaler. By now, she was wheezing as tears formed in her eyes.
Finally, she felt the cold plastic underneath her fingertips and quickly brought it up to her mouth, pressing down on the container and breathing in. Sighing, she sniffled and leaned back against the brick-stacked wall of her room. Her hazy vision cleared once again, allowing her to gaze up at the dark wooden ceiling. But the image, the gruesome image of that thing came creeping back into her sights and she was afraid to blink because she knew that the dark empowered it- enticed it. The eyeless nurse. She called herself Yuuko...
After her morning routine of brushing her teeth and so on, Alanna walked out of her room to immediately encounter the hungry orphans of St. Azalea. The older orphans were serving hot porridge to the younger ones from large pots. Alanna looked around and found Mama scolding a little girl. She jogged over to her and called Mama's name over the chatter of the children in the room.
"What is it baby?" Mama replied, looking up at the red-haired girl.
"I've got to go run an errand. I'll be back later."
"Alright, just be back by supper."
"Okay!" With that, Alanna was out the door with her sack. Her first stop was going to be painful, but her asthma medicine was running low and she needed to have refill before she had another attack. Despite her squirming insides and quivering hands, she boarded the bus in the slums to St. Birch Hospital.