"Katya.." [i]Charlia would then quietly mutter, prying onto Katya's hand in preparation for whatever was to come. That was before she had realized that Katya was seemingly asleep, a fact that Charlia would forget, or rather fail to discover, until now. Her face went a little pale, her fingers clasping Katya's hand a little harder.[/i] "Katya.. come on, wake up. Katya.." [i]She muttered, repeatedly, staring at the being and the setting that they had suddenly been pulled into. It felt familiar to her, in a way, but oh so different and new to her mind as well.[/i]