In the bathroom,

  Cassandra helps

  remove the white

  and red bandages.

  The crimson liquid

  has dried up and

  the burning is no

  more.

  I wonder how I

  acquired these

  wounds.

  I watch as Cassandra

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  gets the shower going,

  there's a sink, closet

  door and also no

  mirror.

  "Isn't there supposed

  to be a mirror at the

  sink?" I ask.

  Cassandra turns away from

  the shower, looking at me

  with a bit of shock,

  "Er…well in this bathroom

  there's no mirror."

  Before I can say anything

  else, Cassandra leaves

  the bathroom.

  I frown slightly and remove

  my clothes, stepping into

  the shower.

  The water is very warm

  and feels so foreign as

  it falls and touches all

  over my bareskin.