020 ☣ Video; open.
[Anya is sitting on the bed in a plain cabin, the kind with the bland, motel-inspired decor of the uninhabited rooms. She looks a little bit stricken, sad and relieved and guilty and uncertain, all of it more-or-less contained.]
Junko Enoshima is gone from the barge.
[She takes a breath, bows her head. It feels wrong, not to say anything more than that.]
I don't know if anyone else. Cares. I don't know why you would. She was a horrible person, all the way through. She was twisted and fathomless and impossible to talk to. But we had a few things in common, and she made me feel less alone when I was still too awful myself to trust in anyone's kindness.
( Cut for length. )
Junko Enoshima is gone from the barge.
[She takes a breath, bows her head. It feels wrong, not to say anything more than that.]
I don't know if anyone else. Cares. I don't know why you would. She was a horrible person, all the way through. She was twisted and fathomless and impossible to talk to. But we had a few things in common, and she made me feel less alone when I was still too awful myself to trust in anyone's kindness.
( Cut for length. )