Buzzing in her ears began soon after. Any focus Renee had to listen to the world around her quickly faded, bringing her back to small questions. They roamed her mind like sheep as she thoughtfully picked at the inside of the elevator car.
… Why did they call it a car?
… It wasn’t lifting cars.
… Are we cars?
… I feel like a car. Big and big.
Renee bubbled up with laughter, still in her own little world. She said big twice.
… Why is that funny?
She did her best to focus on why but her energy darted off to the next thing.
“‘Ssssmells like crayayayonnszes in’ere,” she blurted out.
“What was in that food you ate?” Percilla asked, bewildered.
“Seriously? You’re going to blame me?” Adam snarled.
“Who’s acting like who now?” she deadpanned, pressing the close doors button.
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