who engineered this undertow? -- visitor/invitation

[Simon F.M.]

To give me some diagnosis of why I'm so hollow

Please give me instructions, I promise I'll follow

Diya had been told that she needed to rest, a broken leg needed time to heal. That didn't suit the feline, having grown restless as she laid there.

So, she had decided that a small walk wouldn't hurt anything. A splint had been bandaged to her broken hind leg, other bandages wrapping her body to cover burns and scrapes. Diya had avoided anything too strenuous but, when the sound of familiar voices reached her, coming from the railroad, the feline turned. Her heart began to beat rapidly as she plunged into the water, struggling to swim with two of her legs partially out of commission.

"Rin! Player!" she cried, hobbling onto the tracks and trudging towards her family.

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