The flashing before and between her eyes bloomed bright, with an intensity directly opposite to this darkness in this starry hour. Much like the old negatives shot on film, it was disorienting and incomprehensible to Suzie.
With a small groan, she shook her head. Pollen and bits of small white petals flew off the ends of her hair as she found a seat on the ground to reorient herself from.
"...eh? Skulking? Whatever do you mean-" Eventually when her head stopped spinning she found her would-be assailant. Sandra very much was holding a rather large knife, and that dried up her tongue right quick.
"Ah...hah...um...no need for the shiv," she stammered, "Oh, what I meant to say is, well, I'd thought I was alone, like? And considering we're on the way to Salem and all, I'd remembered Debra mentioning the transplants, yeah? And..."
Then she remembered.
The runner vine. Reaching over she picked up the uprooted tether that ran through all the plantlife in common, intertwining its length all around. From her hand, down the chrysanthemum bush into the path, upon examining it for a moment Suzie became really quiet. Evidently, it had been uprooted from her
Stand plucking on it. Dusting herself off, wobbly she stood to her feet, and as she went, she picked up the
Book that laid there in the foliage.
"Um...Sandra, right? Wouldn't want to assume, but
this is this yours, yeah?" She asked "
...bit dark now for a book I guess, so you must've been here reading for some time."
God, what time is it now?
"Anyway, sorry for disturbing you, it was so quiet here I hadn't realized anyone else was here, I guess. But I think there might be some clue into the way the SIZ plants work, you know?"