{I rolled my eyes so much I felt like they were going to pop out of my skull. Miss @Matching by Mattie, I guess I'm sorry for the way my cat acted. Please accept her apology. Eralonia...?}

*scribbling noises*

~Notes: Important... Mattie is... afraid... of ... cats. Hm? What did you say, Morris?~

{How can you write? You don't even have thumbs.}

~Don't question me. Any-the-way, my SINCEREST of apologies, Mattie. I will forever rue the day that I besmirched the scent of your Dorm. Doing so made me regret the words ever leaving my whiskers. I hope you can find it in that caring heart of yours to forgive my immortal soul.~

{That was so sarcastic it's going to make me sick.}

~Thank you.~

*sigh*

{ANYWAY... Mattie, in all seriousness, you may want to tone down the drama a bit. Being an attention seeker honestly won't get you anywhere. Trust me, I know. Not to be rude and shatter your fragile ego, but it's getting on everyone's nerves, and I know you know it.}

~Excuse me, may I say something? Thank you...~

~Mattie, listen to me. I know that this is hard to believe, but you must listen to Morris. You asking for attention like this will be the undoing of you. Step lightly, my friend. Especially during these times. Gretel's prophecy indicates a "broken heart" and "many tears shed". That heart may just be yours, if everyone abandons you.~

~You must show honesty and self-dependence.~

*silence*

~Thank you, Morris.~ *fading pawsteps*

{...You'd better listen to her, you know.}

*click*

Eralonia was walking around campus, searching for Blackie. ~Hopefully, he has not gotten into any trouble.~ She said, wandering. She didn't dare look into the future, for fear of seeing the mess he made. That stupid box. She never really liked him. She could read his mind, and he seemed incredibly dense. All this weird stuff about... smelling feelings.

She was leaping from windowsill to windowsill, when she saw Claude resting on a ledge. ~Hello, Claude.~

=Eh? Oh. Yo, Eralo. How it go?=

~It go good. I guess. A lot happened when you were gone. Where were you, anyway?~

=Feh. At this stupid Theme Park... nearly got poisoned, ya'know. Chocolate. Does my idiot owner even KNOW animals shouldn't eat sweets?=

~Oh, come now. Don't be so harsh.~ Eralonia smiled. Claude grumbled. =So, run by me what happened.=

~Well, lets see here... My Master's roommate awakened because her l-- her friend, woke up from her coma. And Blackie has escaped and is possibly creating chaos.~

=What?=

~It's difficult to explain. Anyway, I have heard that My Master has a sprinkle debt to yours?~

=Don't worry about that. Nobody needs to cut down on sweets anyway. I worry about that chick.... she's gonna get food poisoning or something.=

~Oh, and one more thing I forgot to say. I am omniscient. And also, @Gretel has foreseen a prophecy of mass destruction, a broken heart, and many other things as well. I think that about covers it.~

Claude had a shocked look on his feline face. =Wh...what? Oi, I needa lie down or somethin'... come in if you want, I don' care...= He open the window and hopped onto the couch. Eralonia followed. The dorm smelled like chocolates and cheap perfume. She coughed and wheezed. @Nobody came in and spotted Eralonia on the ground. She absentmindedly walked by, her hand groping around in a jar of sprinkles. She didn't drop a single one.

Claude lay down after walking in circles a few times. He was promptly asleep, snoring quietly. Eralonia shrugged, hopping back out the window. ~Hey, You!~ She said ((in English)). Nobody turned around.

~My Master will give you a sprinkle refund as soon as possible.~ She didn't seem surprised, but she was delighted. Eralonia turned back and jumped from windowsill to windowsill again, eventually jumping onto a window, which looked into a room with a big, spiraling ivory staircase.

Something compelled her not to go down the steps, and she lingered only for a moment before continuing.

{Ominous black box..? Blackie. Oh, man, I need to go find him.}

~I'll go. Blackie doesn't normally listen to you anyway.~

{Ok, you do that. Anyway... good for you, Atlantica. Nice to know your Goldielock-hair will be back soon. Oh, and also, you potato-brained idiot. You are the only person I know who would click a pop-up ad like that. Come on, woman. I am in PAIN from your stupidity.}

*silence*

{Sorry, that was... kind of hostile. Truth is, there's a lot going on. I don't mean in just the real world. My favorite TV show ((Steven Universe)) just finished a "StevenBomb", which means that there was a new episode every day for the last week. I watched them all to help me take my mind off Scilph. There is so much suspense, pain, and adult concepts. And this damn amazing TV show started with Steven thinking he could summon his Gem Powers by eating ice cream.}

{Seriously. Watch this show. It'll make you laugh, cry, scream, dance, and don't even get me STARTED on the posts on Tummbur. It's the best. Really. Watch it now.}

*cl--*

{Oh, and Atlantica, you should probably install a Pop-Up filter or something.}

*click*

@Pacifica

{No, you are not a terrible person. Far from it, my metal friend. Don't beat yourself down for anything, okay? No matter how bad any situation, always worry about yourself just as much as others.}

{And how I forgave Scilph wasn't easy, until I saw how much she needed me and my help. The poor girl wouldn't last 15 minutes out there without me, and she'd be crying hysterically over a jellybean she dropped if I wasn't there to help her out. But, hey, I have to say that I'm the same way. Scilph's awkwardness makes me laugh, and she gives me a reason to keep going.}

{Just like you and Attie.}

{And of course, I will keep you posted on our situation and let you know if we need anything. I don't know what we'd do without you both.}

{...Oh.}

{And also, her... you know... killing my family. She didn't want to do that. It's what she was made to do. She had no choice. So of course I forgave her. I saw how much pain and grief it caused her.}

{Of course, I was furious and scared and so sad I would have wept until my eyes bled. But I could tell she felt the same way.}

{Oh, and @Gretel, I will keep that in mind. I'll certainly prepare for it, and keep my pets inside. Eralonia is here, and Blackie...}

{Wait.}

{Where IS Blackie?}

I sat down, weary. This was a lot of action, a lot of confusion, and not to mention a lot of truth. Closing the cliffhanger, but it wasn't exactly end of story. No, there were so many more things for me to explain. Why she was created, how she remembers absolutely none of this, how I died, and not to mention... Eralonia.

{Eralonia.}

~Hm?~

{What did you.. mean, earlier? that you "foresaw" Jessica waking up?}

~Well, this is quite difficult to explain. But I will put it like this, simply: I am Omniscient.~

I blinked a few times. Do you know how confusing it is to have your cat tell you that it has the intellectual abilities of God? {Uhm... what?}

~I know this is not easy to understand... I'll say it like this. I have infinite knowledge of everything in the world. I know what will happen, how things will be, and how things always were. My knowing of everything is so overwhelming, if a mortal were to have the same capabilities as I, he would be driven mad within hours.~ She licked her paw absentmindedly, as if this conversation were the most casual thing to talk about.

{H...huh? How are you like this?}

~That, I can not reveal. Even a single word uttered about this would get me killed.~

I stayed silent. {Al-- alright. Now... I need to finish telling everyone the rest about Scilph.} I picked up my Journal, when a thought struck me, like a brick to the head.

{Eralonia.} I said harshly, in a deadpan voice.

~Hm?~ She was observing her claws.

{If you knew this was going to happen... why didn't you say anything?}

She looked at me with her pleading yellow eyes. ~Oh, Morris, please don't be mad. I would. I would if I could, but interfering with the future would have such immense possibilities and consequences. I am nothing but a bystander, a mere audience member. If I were to tell you that Scilph would do this, you would have somehow driven her to the same fate. It's like... death. It is inevitable.~

I looked away from her. My heart hurt. I pressed the [RECORD] button, and mimicked taking a deep breath. It usually made me feel better, but not even that could ease me.

{I lied. I lied about dying in the Victorian Era. I died, 17 years ago, in a small town. Not in Britain, in the Victorian Era. And you know how Scilph says she lies, but it never seems like it? Her entire life is a lie. She had a kill count of over 1,000, but never said a word about it. She does not need food, but looking and acting like a human gives her the illusion of hunger. Wait.}

I turned back to Eralonia. {If you're so all-knowing, how come you didn't know about Scilph?}

~Oh, I knew about her. I just didn't know she had that... potential strength.~

{...Another reason I stay with her is... despite killing so many... she's helpless. After "Kill Mode", she becomes a whimpering, sniveling quitter. You know what happened after Jessica-- you know. As a creation, she's murderous... but as a person, she had no idea what to do or how to exist. After I taught her that killing was bad, she fell into such a deep paranoia and anxiety and depression that she vowed to never hurt anyone ever again.}

{I don't know how I became a ghost, but all I know is this: Once my father was reported dead by the hand of his invention, our family hid. But she found us.}

{The way I died is too brutal to be said.}

{I will not tell you how devastated I was when I saw the bodies, nor how much I wanted to cry when I realized they couldn't join me. They were the last to be killed. Afterwards, I yelled and shrieked and screamed so loud it could wake the dead.}

*small laugh* *sniffling*

{It didn't}

{Scilph and I hated each other at first... but I realized that she hated herself for what she did. She didn't want herself to do that, the scientists did. She cried and I wiped away her tears. We became friends.}

{I don't know why I forgave her.}

~No, no. You have done the right thing by forgiving her. Imagine where she would be now, without you.~

{Yeah. At the bottom of a lake.}

~You don't mean that. You wouldn't~

{...}

~I am ashamed of you, Morris VonDuke. I hope you're sorry.~ *fading pawsteps*

{Yeah, right.}

{Oh... oh my God.}

{OH MY GOD.}

{SCILPH JUST LEFT THE DORM!}

{O-oh my... wh-what do I do?? She left and I have no idea where she's going and-}

~Jessica.~

{What?}

~Jessica... she has awoken. I foresaw this.~

{You... you what?!}

~I knew she would wake up... but not so soon. It's.. it's a MIRACLE! The sheer love and caring for one being must have awoken her and Scilph, and somehow gotten them to move! Why, in her condition, Scilph would be dead right now if she attempted that! But how? How is she still alive?!~

{...}

~Morris... you know, don't you?~

{It's what I was about to say before she got up.}

~So... what is it?~

*sigh*

{Scilph was created to be used as a weapon.}

{She was created to kill and destroy and lie and show no mercy. She had no purpose other than to take the lives of others... but Subject 51L-9H was a failure. You know how she said how she came from her test tube, she was surrounded by dead people, and the burnt remains of the Lab?}

{She murdered them all. She torched their remains and their families and anyone who had looked her in the eye would face her wrath.}

{But after she had created that mass murder, she had no other purpose. She could no longer kill. This creation could only do such a thing once in its lifetime. Subject 51L-9H then became Scilph, that kind, socially awkward, caring person we all know and love.}

{You know how I know this? because she killed me, and my father. And my mother, and two little sisters, and every other relative I had. The VonDuke family tree had been cut down by this monster.}

~...Why do you stay with her?~

{I can't have her ever hurt anyone else.}
{It's ironic, though... it's too late for that.}

{당신은 혼자가 날 떠나지 않을거야 내게 약속 핑키하세요

Please pinky-promise me that you'll never leave me alone.}

Morris sang the Korean song quietly, sitting on his knees by Scilph's bed. The blinds were drawn, and the only source of light was from Morris' ghostly glow. The Dorm was almost completely empty and lifeless, and there was a dreary feel hanging in the air around them. The floors were almost completely covered with dust, except from Eralonia's paw prints. The cat was resting on the bed, and wearily lifted her head to look at... Scilph. She was still sleeping. She hadn't moved for weeks. He knew she was probably awake.... But it was almost like she was already in a coma.

But he knew that couldn't happen.

He got up and floated over to his Journal. He turned his hand solid and picked it up, hesitantly staring at the glowing screen, bring a bit more light into the room. He read the past Journal entries.

~Oh, just do it already.~ A purring voice said from the back of the room.

Morris turned around, seeing Eralonia's back turned to him. She tilted her head to Morris. ~Well, go on. Tell them the truth about Scilph.~

{How'd you...?}

~I know a lot of things, Morris. Things beyond your comprehension. But right now I want YOU to know that you should let THEM know. Alright?~ She stood up, lept off the bed, and hopped onto the windowsill, and opened the window. Light spilled into the room, illuminating the dead room. She then turned back to Morris. ~I am going to get some food.~ And then, from a 6-story window, she jumped... and landed on her feet, without harm. She then scurried off.

Morris' eyes shifted to Journal. He pressed the [RECORD] button slowly, letting the red light blink in the top left corner of the screen. (He never bothered with A Video Doc, he never showed up on camera.) He hesitated before saying...

{It's time I told you the truth.}

{@Pacifica came into my room and told me about her new job. That really is quite the bummer. But, at least you have S-AL to help you out there. I'm honestly awful with little kids as well. I can't really keep them under control, and they always freak out around me. Sometimes, being a ghost does have its downsides... I don't exactly have a "job", but from time to time I do help out in the Self-Aware Library. (er, S-AL. I've gotta call it that now.) I shelve books, restock new ones, etc. Well, not really. S-AL does all that for me, and I just sit down and chat with it. Well, kind of. I talk, sometimes it can answer with a book. I've deciphered some of its words, so I can hold a conversation with it. Or, I just read alone.}

{Reading is a lot of fun. I'd rather read for hours and hours (which is what I normally do) than even say a word. It's nice. Speaking of Books, I received that GARGANTUAN thing of a book from Mattie. (I'll give you 25$ over my dead bo- wait. Crap.) I've been reading it, and as you would think, it's full of so many things Mattie would say. I can barely even make sense of half of these things. It's also covered in glitter, sprinkles (from @Nobody probably) and smells like chocolate.}

{Bloody hell, it's the only guide I really have. Pacifica can't really give any advice, as she is antisocial (sorry, you are) Atlantica is too bubbly and hyper (sorry, you REALLY are) I can't ask Nobody because, well, I barely know them (I need to make an attempt to talk to people) and all that leaves for me is my cat. I'm not giving Eralonia potion of speech just to have her tell me to give up.}

~I would not say that.~

{Eralo-ERALONIA! WHY ARE YOU- WHAT DID YOU DO?!}

~I drank some of your speech potion. I hope you don't mind.~

{I DO MIND! DONT DO THAT, IT ISN'T FOR YOU!}

~Alright, alright. Don't get your briefs in a twist. Hmph. I WAS going to help you, but I think I may not. Good day.~

{Pssh, you couldn't give me any advice, you're a damn cat.}

~You'd be surprised.~ *paw-steps fading*

*scoff* {Forget it.}

*click*

{A lot of my time has been spent stressing, sulking, and just generally being kind of upset and afraid. Worry, doubt, concern, perplexity, nagging, distress, misery, you name it. With the whole Scilph and Jessica deal going on, I just feel as if there's a huge weight on me. But, to be honest, it does feel a lot better when you've got someone to pout with you. Pacifica has also been down, with the new body and her sister's problems and just being slightly grumpy, as always (Sorry, Pacifica!) . We usually just lay down on the floor, the couch, or even the ceiling (well, I do) and most of our conversations go like this:}

"What if Jessica never wakes up, and Scilph stays like this... forever? I mean, I don't know if she's immortal or not or anything, but I'm just really stressed."

"I get how you feel. My sister can be quite the airhead sometimes, but now that the whole trauma thing has occurred... she's been more and more... off. You get what I mean?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah."

{Then silence.}

"Y'know, I'm great to talk to someone."

"Yeah."

{And it usually makes me feel better. Despite being a robot (kinda) she can still feel emotions and such. She even kidded around with me a little, and I think I heard her giggle a bit.}

{That was kinda cute.}

{What? Never mind, forget that.}

{Anyway, Atlantica recommended some "happy music" for me. She showed me this video, and said "OH EM GEE! Morris-Worris, You TOTES need to watch this! It'll cheer ya right up! and showed me this: http://listenonrepeat.com/watch/?v=-9614p8A5qs#%7BAPHxMMD%7DGwiyomi-_Italy_Brothers_%5E%5E The music is nice, yeah, (I listen to it regularly. Don't judge.) but the little dance moves seem too Cutesie-Woostie, y'know?}

{That's pretty much an update in the world of Morris.}

@Pacifica

{That must really not be fun, being a robot. That guy sounds like an absolute thunderjerk.... I think I've met him in the corridors before. He said, "Watch it, Casper! Go to hell, already!" when I floated through him. Talk about rude. And yes, you are right. People are royal pains. And I'm glad that I am considered one of your friends as well. Scilph would be flattered.}

*silence*

{Anyways... Yeah, you can come over to our Dorm anytime. There's nothing quite like doubling anxiety. A solid stress session can actually lift your mood. Good luck with the part time jobs and such... I also hope you'll find a good indoor job.}

*click*