and now i want brimstone in my garden [p]

ophelia couldn't remember much when she woke up. there were a few scattered memories here and there- there was an argument, a poor decision to run away, maybe someone jumped her or maybe she tried hitching a ride with someone. it was all fuzzy. but what she did know was that she was on the floor next to some stranger with nothing but a pounding headache and a little cut on her knee. which, yes, was just as jarring as it sounded- but it was also a little comforting. if they both ended up here, something similar must have happened to them, right? and what were the odds that both of them forgot?

" hey- hey, are you awake? " if this girl wasn't already, she definitely was now. ophelia just kept shaking her until she heard any signs of life, jumping back whenever she started to stir. " do you remember how you got here? " ophelia was frantic. hands shaking, legs buckling as she stood up, vision blurring; it was clear she was terrified. instinctively, she dug her hand into her pocket for anything that may be of use, only to find them emptied. " i - i can't remember a thing. and - and my phone's gone, and all my money too - i know i had them on me, s - so that means someone took them, and i just - i'm kinda freakin' the fuck out right now. "

" o - ophelia. " all she could do was repeat her name a couple times over, ophelia, ophelia, it's ophelia, before she finally came back to her senses. a part of her had hoped the other woman would be calm, would immediately know what to do and how to get out of this jam. of course, it was unrealistic, and kind of stupid, but she couldn't help it. she needed the support, so when she heard that spiritless voice, it shattered her. " w - what's your name? do you remember? what happened - i mean, not your name. for me... i - it was just blank. like someone picked my brain until i - i forgot. "

she took a closer look at their room for any sign of escape, but there was none to be found. there weren't even any windows, and the door barely even qualified as one. in fact, with how tightly it was bolted up, ophelia wondered if it was ever meant to open. " fuck, we're trapped tight. there's no way out - oh my god, i - is there even airflow? w - what if we're just supposed to suffocate in here? oh my god, oh my god! " panicking was one of the only things ophelia was truly skilled in.

all ophelia could do was nod at the question, too focused on the possible horrible death she was about to face. her gaze kept going from the door to the floor, as if it would suddenly reveal some hidden passageway they could use to get out. it was only when she felt samantha's hands on her shoulder that she finally snapped out of it, and the realization struck her as well. " oh my god, samantha... i can't believe i didn't recognize you sooner. " ophelia took a deep breath, steadying herself against samantha's weight. " god... what are the odds? first our sisters, and now us? seriously, it's almost like- "

ophelia stopped dead in her tracks. " it's almost like i - it isn't a coincidence. oh my god, shit, today's the anniversary. f - fuck, sam - what if it's the same guy? " that was a scary thought, considering her sister was almost certainly dead by now. and after five years... who knows what could have happened in that time. did she die four years ago? or did she die yesterday? " what do we do? there's no way out... "

" right... r-right... " ophelia tried to listen, tried to focus her breathing or steady her hands, but it was impossible. she'd spent night after night awake, unable to sleep as she thought of what horrors her sister must have gone through. and now, here she was, about to face the exact same fate. how was someone supposed to be calm in a situation like that? " i - i'll try. " still, if she could at least hide her fear, maybe it would give samantha enough time to think of some solution-

at least, that was her plan until the door in front of them suddenly unlocked with an ear-piercing, metallic click. it shocked ophelia to her core; she was kinda surprised she didn't faint right then and there, if she was being honest. she froze, waiting for someone to stride on in and introduce themselves, but no such thing happened. the door had simply opened, seemingly trying to lure them out of the room. " w - what... the fuck? i - i've seen like, a hundred horror movies that started out like this... oh my god, i think i'm gonna pass out. "