The ordeal at Hazakura Temple was more than Iris had ever bargained for, especially considering what everyone else had to go through for it. But when she was taken in to the Detention Center for her role in being an accomplice, she couldn't help but think back on it all. Even for a brief moment, she had gotten to see her sister again; she had been given the opportunity to come clean to Phoenix about how when her sister Dahlia gave him the implicating evidence of her killing someone and tried to get it back, Iris came in her place and tried to do it herself, but ended up falling in love with him.
It wasn't long, however, before she realized she wasn't in the back of a police vehicle anymore; she was on a train. And she had no recollection of ever boarding this train. There was a train ride down from Hazakura, but this was very obviously not the same kind of train. And as it came to a screeching halt in front of a city, Iris knew very well she wasn't in Kansas Los Angeles anymore.
As she departed the train, she began to take in her surroundings, noting how different it was from Los Angeles itself, and realized she needed to find a shelter. Perhaps some of the locals knew where she was, and why she ended up there. This was certainly... interesting. But she had no choice in the matter. The only way she was going to get back home was to figure out where she was, and then how to get back...
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The ordeal at Hazakura Temple was more than Iris had ever bargained for, especially considering what everyone else had to go through for it. But when she was taken in to the Detention Center for her role in being an accomplice, she couldn't help but think back on it all. Even for a brief moment, she had gotten to see her sister again; she had been given the opportunity to come clean to Phoenix about how when her sister Dahlia gave him the implicating evidence of her killing someone and tried to get it back, Iris came in her place and tried to do it herself, but ended up falling in love with him.
It wasn't long, however, before she realized she wasn't in the back of a police vehicle anymore; she was on a train. And she had no recollection of ever boarding this train. There was a train ride down from Hazakura, but this was very obviously not the same kind of train. And as it came to a screeching halt in front of a city, Iris knew very well she wasn't in
KansasLos Angeles anymore.As she departed the train, she began to take in her surroundings, noting how different it was from Los Angeles itself, and realized she needed to find a shelter. Perhaps some of the locals knew where she was, and why she ended up there. This was certainly... interesting. But she had no choice in the matter. The only way she was going to get back home was to figure out where she was, and then how to get back...