Chapter Seven

The memories begin to blur, and Cecilia, surprised, realizes that most probably the memories that gush past before her like a swift stream are those which she doesn’t deem important enough to remember. 
She sees herself, dragging Will roughly through the weapons room out of tiredness, and then stumbling upon two people who happened to be selecting weapons. One of them was Lydia, and the other a blue-eyed boy with black hair. 
And then Lydia, creasing her brow, ordering the other two to support Will while she opened a door with a casual flourish of her brush. Having dumped Will down on a bed most likely was his, Cecy realized that she was hungry, and the other two silently led her to a ‘cafeteria’——Lydia didn’t bother with the vanish-into-thin-air again and just drew a doorway on Will’s bedroom wall, from which a corridor, lit with flickering lamps that fortunately did not go out, led to the ‘cafeteria’.