+pretty little sinners.
The deity closes her eyes pressing her fingertips together pensively. She had no recollection on how she got here or where exactly she was, but that would have been the last of her problems. “ I do not know. But this does not look at all like Silent Hill this I know. ” her eyes open and her fingers unglue themselves for each other. “ So… young one where am I? If you do not mind me asking.”