A Day In The Life

'...what?'

'WHAT?!'

Blood Orange was at her stall. She was selling oranges. Even though she chose to stay home. Even though she hadn't left the house. Now she was stuck at her stall. She couldn't move. She could just sit there and smile. She could only sell her oranges. Her head hurt, her eyes burned, and her mouth was dry.

Now, it didn't really make a difference how much of a freak out she was having, as her body was just doing what it had been doing what it had been doing for the past hours. She just sat there and sold her oranges. Sit and sell.

And she couldn't do anything about it.

Whatever the case, no matter who showed up, no matter what happened, her legs moved entirely of their own accord. It became increasingly clear that Blood Orange was NOT the one in control. Every move she attempted to make on her own only ended with her pain in that area being amplified, with her eyes and her heart aching. Literally. Her heart hurt. She couldn't make heads or tails of what was happening to her. She felt as though she was a prisoner in her own body.

And, quite literally, she was.

Blood Orange had planned to have a nice, relaxing day, if for no other reason then to ease her apparent worries. Now, though? Any worries she had were simply amplified. Now that she was like this, she was scared.

Champion of the local circuit.

Best fighter in town.

Scared.

Oh, what a shame, Marry Jane...

Chestnut was having much of the same situation.

Now, for Chestnut, this had been going on for about a month.

There's only so much she can take. No matter what she does, it always ends the same.

Babs is dead.

Chestnut has tried everything, rest assured. She's tried to move. She's tried to scream. Hell, in the brief time she was given free will after she woke up, she even tried to kill herself. She still had the scar. No matter what happened, if she didn't go along with what was going to happen, she would be forced to.

And it was torture.

If only she could tell Babs what was coming. If only she could warn her, give her a sign...

'...wait.'

'YES!'

Chestnut just thought of an amazing plan. If she still had the scar from her suicide attempt, that means that a scar would show up from a bad injury, regardless of whether or not she was forced to go along with the day. She could make a message.

SHE COULD SAVE BABS!

And by Krrashilka, she was going to.

Now, how to do it...