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"I wonder what happens after..."​

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When Bronagh finished her cereal she decided to read for a little longer and finished The Giver fairly quickly. She liked the book and all but it was disappointing how easy a read it was. She grabbed her bag and left the room adding the book to her bag of nifty things.​

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She got down to the group room and found herself staring out the window, she really wanted to go outside but knew she couldn't. If anything she now wanted to go to the library and get a better book.​

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A girl walked into the room eating a lollipop, she saw Bronagh looking out the window and spoke with the voice of a man, "If you need to go somewhere I'll get you there."​

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Bronagh jumped at the voice and raised an eyebrow before they listed their hand and said, "No no. I know what you're gonna ask. I'm a male to female transgender and my voice unfortunately went baritone." she smiled at her and spoke, "My name is Jessie."​

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Bronagh tilted her head slightly and was about to speak before they interrupted, "Now, where is your destination? Mess Hall?"​

"Um... library."​

"...that's a long haul."​

"Not really..."​

"In the snow, yes."​

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She walked over to Bronagh and pulled her wheelchair back and started walking towards the door, "I was actually heading there myself, so you're in luck."​

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"Um, wait... what are you doing."​

"Hand on tight... um... name?"​

"Bronagh."​

"Hand on tight Wheels because that name is hard to remember."​

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The next thing she knew the wheelchair was moving really fast as Jessie pushed her down the ice and snow covered pathway. Although Jessie was laughing as they went down the pathway Bronagh was screaming at the top of her lungs hanging on for dear life.​

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Nate had trudged his way through the blizzard early so that he could get to library. No doubt this storm would case some internet problems, which would be a problem for him if he wasn't prepared. That was his reason for going to the library in the first place. It something did happened to the internet, then he could always read a book or do something to keep his mind of it. Upon getting to the library, he found himself a quiet little spot to sit at and took his phone out to check a few things.

 

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"I wonder what happens after..."
Yo listen up, here's the story​

After a long chaotic ride Jessie pushed her into the library. It took a second to recover before she turned to her and yelled, "Are you trying to hurt me!?"​

About a little guy who lives in a blue world​

"Shh we are in a library Wheels." Jessie whispered and she knelt down to Bronagh's level of eyesight and spoke, "And no, I can't casually walk you through snow. I realize I was risking your health when I ran and I apologize for not asking you in advance." Jessie took out a pen and paper and wrote down a number and handed it to her, "Text me when you need to head back, I'll be up on the 4th floor. I'll be diving through the history section."​

"History?"​

"Yeah, my father is a pretty big history fan. It rubbed off on me. The library is the best for private schools when it comes to history text. Probably the only reason he paid to send me here."​

"Oh, you aren't a Bellhurst transfer?"​

"Believe me you would have already known me if I was a Bellhurst transfer. Have fun... Bronag."​

"Bronagh."​

"Look I bothered to not call you wheels."​

"...sorry..."​

"Don't be sorry for things you can't control." Jessie walked away growling under her breath, "You people and your Catholic guilt..."​

and all day and all night all that he sees is just blue, inside and outside​

Bronagh wheeled herself to the front desk and returned The Giver then she rolled to one of the Library's many computers to check to see which section of this vast building contained the Science Fiction section.​

 

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A tutor, was it? Never had one of those before. Probably because she did not take well to being told what to do by someone who thought they were smarter than her. Orders in general bugged her but she could at least act like she was indifferent. No reason to go out of her way to find someone who would just annoy her though, and so she handed all of her classes on her own no matter how difficult they became.

"Hm...there's really nothing of interest this year. Though I hardly pay attention in my classes anymore, given recent events."

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Hands gripped around her throat, holding Daniel in place as they strangled her. Insults flew out of the attacker's mouth, their grasp tightening after each one. And everything just got louder and louder.

Others were watching this scene, standing in the background. They were laughing, cheering... All happy to see her death. 'The thief is going away!' they would shout, 'she's fading away!'

She wanted to tell them to shut up, to tell them that they were the ones that needed to die. But no matter how hard she tried no words would come as she could not set herself free from death's grip. Even so...despite not being able to the shouting stopped anyway. And perfect silence was all that remained as the world faded.

Gasping for air Daniel awoke, trying her best to act normal once she remembered she shared a room now. How bothersome.

Once settled she decided to lay in bed for a few more minutes with her back to Bernadette. She would not show herself so...weak. Instead she waited for the panic to pass. With it gone she yawned as if nothing happened and sat up, realizing that there was no chance of retreat on such a snowy day. That meant a day in with her roomie.

After taking a deep breath the girl finally sat up and headed to the fridge, grabbing the milk to make cereal which she then sat on her bed to eat. When she was a few bites in she decided that it was too quiet now.

"Seems like there's no going out today, huh..."

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The cold outdoors was very unsettling for the sexy teen and so he merely stayed in the warm and comfort of his dorm room. As he sat on the arm chair of his room, Darrius' attention was caught on the television in the room.

"Intriguing" Darrius said as he rested his cheek on his fist "the towns really are going down to shit" Darrius said as he took off the television and stood up as he placed on his jacket. Though he wished not to head out into the frigid cold, he still had nothing to do at the moment and it would be a waste to merely sit around. He always had an interest in the human anatomy so it didn't hurt to read up about it and the best place to do so would be the library. Marching through the terrible cold, Darrius soon enough walked into the library and smiled.

 

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"ANALYNNE. I SUMMON YOU. Do you even exist?" Matt shouted dramatically to the empty space in his room before collapsing back onto his bed, grinning. He was BORED. This stupid blizzard meant he couldn't do anything. It was BORING. He'd tried watching it for a bit but that amusement had soon worn off. He'd texted Zoey, asking if she was okay. No reply as of yet but with this weather, he wasn't convinced his message had even got through. Still he worried a bit for her even though he knew she was more than capable of handling herself. He cared about her, was that a bad thing?

Either way, he'd got thinking about the email and how Anthony had tried to stop him saying Analynne's name. So he figured it would be fun to try and summon her. It should be not so boring at the very least. Plus if his theory was right she might even be able to do something. Sure, she might kill him but he was going to die soon enough anyway, he might as well try to do something before he died. Doing nothing was pointless. He'd accepted his death, he simply didn't care anymore.

 

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Daniel shifted in her bed and continued to lay there for a few minutes. After a satisfactory amount of time, she sat up in bed. She watched as her roommate gathered something to eat, but remained silent. When she finally returned to her bed and had a few bites of cereal, Daniel spoke up. "Seems like there's no going out today, huh..." She was attempting to break through the heavy cloud of tension that seemed to settle in their dorm room since the day Bernadette moved in. It was unbearable, but she was relieved.

Bernie sighed softly before closing her laptop and readjusting on the bed. She faced Daniel, a gentle smile playing at the corner of her lips, and pulled her hair up into a bun. "Ja. It zeems pri-tee bawd. Du yuu-- Du yuu wish zu du zohmething zugethur?" There now she was trying too. They could spend time together. They could get to know one another. That wouldn't be so bad, would it? She waited for Daniel's reply before getting ready for the day. Even if they went nowhere, they could still have fun. As Bernie got dressed, the lights in their room flickered on and off. She hoped they wouldn't lose power. That would be unfortunate, and cold. On the bright side, it could lead to potential cuddling. Nicht vor sich selbst zu bekommen. Die beiden von Ihnen haben kaum hellos in der letzten Woche und eine Hälfte geteilt. Sie werden nicht wollen, um mit mir zu kuscheln.

Her clothes had sort of a retro 80's feel to them. The reddish-pink dress pants and the waist-tied blouse added up to a very 80's glamor shot vibe. She liked it though. It was fun to dress a little funky every once in awhile, especially at times when one was locked inside during a blizzard with potential power outage.

 

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Isabella awoke to the sound of the alarm. She sat up and gazed at the other bed. Still empty. She felt a bit of an aching feeling in her chest. Her roommate had still not shown up for school, and how safe would she be in these conditions? Who knew how much snow would fall in the blizzard. They could end up snowed in wherever they were at the time.​

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Snowed in. The thought of it sat in Isabella's mind. If she was snowed in at the school, it certainly wouldn't be alone in her dorm room. She grabbed the book she had checked out and walked over to her dresser. She pulled out a scarf and jacket and slipped them over her clothing. She turned around and walked out of the door, going down the stairs at the end of the hall. If they were going to be stuck in a building, she could at least make sure she'd be stuck in the library.​

 

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{OOC: oh snap... ✄ Wearing ✄ Day 38.2 Sunday January 6th}​

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BEEEEEP. BEEEEEP. BEEEEEEP. BEEEEEEEP.​

Heidi's eyes snapped abruptly open at the sound of a car horn. She was freezing, but her body temperature was of no importance at the moment. The wind howled outside the train. Snow fell heavily to the ground. The sky was gray and cloudy. There was minimal visibility from the opposite side of the window. She squinted her eyes, attempting to see through the haze that was the outside world. Nothing appeared amiss. The crossbars were down at the railroad crossing, but they were not flashing red. It was dark inside the train car. There was no power. She shivered again, pulling Zoey's coat tighter around her torso. Her feet were freezing. She had tucked her legs in neatly beneath her on the bench before falling asleep. Even with mittens on, her fingers were numb.

The train provided little heat when running. Without electricity, it was freezing. The only good it did was block the wind's harsh buffeting of skin. The horn blared again. There were no headlights coming from in front of her. What could a person be honking at? She sat up straight, goosebumps running down her spine. Heidi craned her neck to look out the window behind her, but it was too late. Lights flashed and spun in misshapen circles. A large four-door truck barreled it's way towards the train car. Its white exterior nearly blended with the cloud-filled snow-capped scenery. Heidi stumbled to her feet, dropping Zoey. The red-head had still been resting on her shoulder.

The truck flipped and began to slide upside down. Heidi only had time to stutter Zoey's name before it barell rolled into the side of the train. Glass sprayed every which way. She tried to duck, but fell, hitting her head on the bench adjacent. The train car rocked, then landed smoothly back in its position on the tracks. The truck may have been big, but the train was bigger. The small room began to blur. Warm viscous liquid dripped down Heidi's forehead. She reached up to touch her head as the blood ran across her pale lips. Her arm wouldn't move. It was pinned-- under what, she didn't know. Spinning. Spinning and blurring. A flash of red crossed her field of vision before everything went black. Zoey... Her voice didn't work. She couldn't call out the name of her companion, of her friend. They were friends, and now, they might both be dead.

 

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Zoey was in slumberland currently. A sense of numbness was surrounding her as she floated through her dream. ...what had happened? How had she gotten here? Suddenly, her surroundings changed and she was floating above a park. Two women were speaking and watching two young children play. Zoey recognized one of them. Her mother.
Who was the other? ...She turned her attention to the children. ...Wait... what?
...She recognized them both. One was her, but a lot younger. She must have been about... six? And then there was a boy. ...It was unmistakably him. He was younger, but she recognized that scruffy hair. Tyler Ashes. So... if she was six here, he must be about seven. ...What kind of dream was this?
It wasn't a memory. She'd never met Tyler before recently. Was this one of her heart's deepest wishes? Trying to trick her into living in a past that had never happened. She couldn't be sure.
The two kids were playing together, chasing each other around and laughing. They seemed so happy.
"Come on Zoey!" The Child Tyler laughed.
"Hey! ...wait for me!" The younger her called after him before she suddenly fell over. "...Uuuwwaaaaahhh!"
Zoey just watched in a strange awe...
The young Tyler approached the younger her and knelt next to her. "Hey... don't cry. You're a big girl now right?"
The young her blinked through tears, looking up at him. "...Yu-huh.." She sniffled.
"Yeah. Then you don't need to cry when big brother is here, alright?" He grinned.
"Y-yeah!"

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BEEEEEP. BEEEEEP. BEEEEEEP. BEEEEEEEP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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What was that beeping noise that had intruded upon this perfect little world? It was being awfully rude. Why couldn't she just stay he-
Zoey's head dropped from it's place on Heidi's shoulder... and then...

THE ENTIRE WORLD STARTED SHAKING AND FLIPPING! Zoey was thrown off of her chair, the sudden lurch had instantly awoken her as she got bashed around the train cart, fresh pain waking her stiff and numb limbs.
Everything was spinning and blurring. Suddenly she was caught on something and was able to grip on for dear life. It was one of the train bars that people would grab onto for support when they had to stand. She tried to look around for Heidi, but everything was still whirling round and round. She couldn't make sense of anything. What the hell had happened?
...Was this Crestatia's doing? She'd already taken Tyler, and now Zoey and Heidi were next on the list?
The chaos continued. ...No... Not anymore. ...NOT. ANY. MORE. "NO! I DON'T CARE WHO YOU ARE, OR WHAT GAME YOU'RE PLAYING!" She yelled out suddenly, emotion and anger in her voice. "THERE IS NO WAY YOU'RE TAKING HEIDI OR MYSELF! YOU WON'T TAKE ANYONE ELSE FROM ME! I'M GONNA LIVE AND I'M GONNA WIN THIS GAME OF YOURS! YOU'LL SEE! I ACCEPT YOUR CHALLENGE! - CRESTATIA!"
What the hell was going through her head? Why had she shouted out to her? Or... to nothingness?, with all the noise and chaos around her, did it matter? Was she mad? Who cared?!
One thing was going through her head right now, and around her entire body; Adrenaline.
Something whipped past her. Heidi.
Zoey's arm reached out and was able to somehow catch Heidi by the wrist. The action felt like it would nearly rip Zoey's arm off, but at that moment, they were flipped again and with the help of gravity, Heidi was bundled into Zoey's chest. Zoey's arm was next around Heidi's body as she held her close to her like their lives depended on it while while she also gripped tightly onto the bar.
One final crash and skid loosened Zoey's grip and they fell down to the floor. Or was it the ceiling? ...It was hard to tell right now.
Zoey had taken the impact of the fall, and it would have hurt like hell if not for the adrenaline coursing through her. ...That was going to hurt later.

She'd be fine... She had to be. She groaned as she lift her head to check on the girl she had cradled into her cleavage. "H-hey... Heidi. Y-you okay?"

 

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When Cristina woke up, she could hear the wind ferociously blowing against her room window. She sat up to see what was going on outside. Snow. Snow everywhere. She couldn't see her little bird friend, Carmine, which caused her to become somewhat worried. The girl just hoped for the best.

She was snowed in. There was no way she would be able to leave the dorm anytime soon. Looking outside, it didn't seem like the blizzard was planning to stop anytime soon. Perhaps the storm would go on until tomorrow. Then I wouldn't have to go to school. The thought of this made her happy. These days Cristina found herself tired all of the time. All she really wanted to do was sleep and eat. Speaking of eating...

The girl grabbed a bag of candy out of her school bag and started devouring it. For some reason, she had a bad feeling about today. Cristina looked outside again. Snow...

 

Nate had found himself a nice spot to sit down and read in the fiction section. The check he did with his phone showed that there still was an internet connection, but he didn't want to jinx it by attempting to use it. So instead he would simply catch up on some series that he'd stopped reading. Considering how long it's been since he's even touched most of them, that should give him plenty of time to kill.

 

Cherno woke up.

Oh, it was-- it was snowing outside. OH PARABOLAS. It was a blizzard. It-- it was already here.
He tried rushing over down through the library comically to see if there was anyone else there who could notice him moving around like a buffoon before.

 

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What was that cushion? It was so soft and supple, pressed firmly against her cheek. She wanted to look, to see what it might be, but her eyes wouldn't open. The roar of the wind grew louder as the temperature began to drop. Her body felt wet. It wasn't just from the crimson liquid streaking down her face, but from the bone chilling snow flakes that began to rain their way into the exposed train car. The rumbling of the truck engine sputtered and coughed until it finally died out. The only noise now was the wind again.

What was happening? Open. Open. Open up. Nothing. Her eyes wouldn't work. There was a pounding in her head, probably from the cut on her forehead. Her ears began to ring, blocking out most other noises. She shivered against the other body. Other body... Zoey. Zoey was here with her. Had she heard shouting? Was Zoey okay? What was that noise? She felt dizzy. If she could see the room, it would be spinning. Open...

"H-hey... Heidi. Y-you okay?" It was Zoey. She was really close. Was that what was pressed against her? So, it was a body after all. She opened her mouth to respond, but no sound would come out. The ringing grew louder, consuming her. Her head fell as she attempted to nod. Her body wasn't reacting, responding, doing as she wished. Heidi just wanted one thing to work. Why wouldn't it work? It was just like when they would take over. She had no control. Open. Her eyes slowly began to flutter open. Everything was still blurry. It took time to come to focus. As it did, the pain in her head increased. She bit her lip and snapped her eyes shut again, trying to control the pain. It did no good. Her eyes opened again as a garbled cry of pain escaped her lips.

The room was in disrepair. Zoey was clinging to something, supporting the both of them. The truck was on its side, pressed against the train car. They were standing upright. Zoey had her arm wrapped around Heidi. It was why she couldn't move her own. Her fingers twitched in place. Good, there was mobility-- even if just a little bit. The whooshing of the wind throughout the car caused her to shiver once more. They would freeze. It was so very cold. Snow began to pile up at their feet. She wondered if the driver was okay. The front of the truck looked completely smashed in. The windshield was gone, the grill was bent in every direction, and shards of broken glass and plastic were scattered all around it.

The smell of gas permeated Heidi's nose. Where was the gas coming from? Her eyes lingered on the truck a little longer before looking up at Zoey. “Do-” her hoarse voice cracked out, “do you...s-smell....that?' Her throat stung. Talking was too much. The ringing grew louder. The pain in her head was unbearable. She closed her eyes once more. It hurt her eyes to focus. Everything hurt. There was a throbbing that radiated all throughout her body.

 

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Zoey tried to sit up while slowly cradling Heidi. The girl had one hell of a head injury, so Zoey made sure to be gentle. Zoey's heart was going crazy as it pumped blood around her body. As she sat up, suddenly something dripped past her eye sight. ...Okay. So Heidi wasn't the only one with a head injury, although Zoey's didn't seem to be as bad. It was just some blood, no need to panic (other than the fact they'd nearly been killed). She realized she could also taste the iron-ey flavour of blood in her mouth. She must have bitten into her cheek during all the commotion.
...Next she started to examine the rest of them. Zoey had cuts all over her, and her clothing was torn in places. Bruises hadn't formed yet, but she could tell she would have plenty later, especially on her back from where she had taken the impact of their last fall. She knew right now, the only thing keeping her sane and alive was the frenzied adrenaline rush dulling her senses, and even then she still hurt all over. She'd sure been feeling numb a lot lately. ...Yesterday after she learned- NO. Don't think about that right now. She had to stay focused on what was going on currently.
Next thing Zoey noticed was the increasing chill, and she started to take in her surroundings. Snow was piling up around them fast. At this rate, they'd freeze to death before anything else happened. The truck that had crashed into them was a complete wreck. Whoever was in there would be lucky to have survived. ...unlikely.
...The other passengers on the train came to her attention next. Several were unconscious... or dead. It was hard to tell. She had to turn away at the sight of some of the others. This was horrible.
She turned her attention back to Heidi. She clearly wasn't doing well. She looked to be in as much of a state as Zoey herself was. If anything, worse from the injury on her head. Zoey knew this might be bad for her later, but right now she had to do something. She lifted up her jumper slightly and then tore the fabric of her shirt underneath from around her midriff. "Hold still okay. I'll be gentle, but I've gotta tie this remotely tight, or it'll do no good." She told Heidi as she wrapped the shirt fabric around the top part of Heidi's head to cover the wound and then tied it tight. Head wounds bled profusely usually, so trying to lessen and stop the bleeding was an extremely important thing. Once done, she lowered her jumper back down to cover her cold bare skin. While she was doing this, Heidi suddenly mumbled something... “do you...s-smell....that?'Zoey couldn't smell anything right now. ...No wait. Now that Heidi mentioned it... There was the smell of... was that gas in the air?
Typical, the truck had crashed into them after all. It was likely coming from there. Zoey gently forced the both of them up, taking time and care with Heidi who seemed to really be struggling with pain. Already, the fabric of her shirt was stained a crimson red, but it did seem to be doing it's job. For now that is. They had to get moving. They couldn't stay here. ...Zoey would have checked on the others in the car, but right now, there wasn't much she'd be able to do. The best thing would be to try and get help, albeit, from the commotion that had happened already, she was sure that other spectators would have already alerted the authorities. Zoey started to slowly step forward, supporting the majority of Heidi's weight, which was easy because Heidi was light, but difficult because she was smaller than her meaning Zoey had to hunch over a lot more. "Come on, Heidi... let's take it slow. One step at a time. I'm with you, don't worry. I won't leave you no matter what." She grunted between short breaths. "I promise."

 

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"Hold still okay. I'll be gentle, but I've gotta tie this remotely tight, or it'll do no good." Heidi was in such a daze that she barely heard Zoey's words. Soon enough, the makeshift bandage was wrapped tightly around her forehead. She winced at the sudden pain, but it quickly subsided to a dull throbbing. At least now the blood wouldn't trickle into her eyes as fast. She swallowed down a lump in her throat. The smell of gasoline began to burn her nostrils. She was breathing in the fumes.

There were groans from the few other passengers in the car. Heidi was now depending on Zoey for someone to lean on as the red head had done the previous day. She was tired, cold, hungry, and in pain. None of that added up to a very good combination. Zoey gently forced the both of them up. What was she doing? Heidi did her best to stand, but it hurt to much. She stumbled, losing balance, only to be caught by the much taller girl. Zoey started to slowly step forward, supporting the majority of Heidi's weight, which was easy because Heidi was light, but difficult because she was smaller than her meaning Zoey had to hunch over a lot more. "Come on, Heidi... let's take it slow. One step at a time. I'm with you, don't worry. I won't leave you no matter what." She grunted between short breaths. "I promise."

Leaving? Where would they go-- to another car? There was a blizzard outside. They couldn't attempt to brave the weather. Would Altair be mad at her right now? Would Harley? They stepped lightly. Each time her left foot hit the ground, another shot of pain went up her leg. Her ankle must have been messed up. She couldn't look down right now to see. Her boots-- they were left behind. Where did they end up in the chaos? If they go outside, her feet will freeze. To another car then, that would be their only option. She dragged her foot against metal floor. It hurt to much to walk on it. This must have made things more difficult for Zoey. If only she wasn't so damn small. Stopping in front of the door separating this car from the next, Heidi broke free of Zoey's hold to help open the door.

Without the power; it didn't want to budge. It would take the both of them to open it. She pried her small frail fingers in the crack and used all her energy to pull on the door.

 

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Altair soon awoke the next morning and rose out of bed. As expected there was no sign of the return of Heidi and all Altair could do was let out a sigh. "You idiot where the hell did you go?" Altair said as he got ready and walked out of the room. Altair silently began to walk down the hallways and began to dial Heidi's number as he continued on his walk.

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The frigid cold and flurry of snow rushed forward, but Casey endured as he walked forward. He expected the storm to be bad but not exactly this bad. Though things looked pretty bad, Casey marched on and didn't regret anything. Marina had to be somewhere and she couldn't have just disappeared. The rumours stated Marina didn't return home so there was no point in check where she lived. He needed to find her and help her from the storm, even if it meant he would trek though the storm itself.

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Darrius began to sit down at a table and started to read a book. Soon enough his attention was brought to some random guy running around the library like a buffoon. Darrius began to snicker as he watched the random guy run around "Hey whats up? Termites in your pants or something?" Darrius said to Cherno.

 

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And there was still no sign of Analynne. It was really quite disappointing. So, Matt'd gone out of his room and around the building, he'd pulled a few pranks but didn't want to be too mean what with the weather. Instead, he'd been putting his pranking skills to good use by making people smile. He'd also used his practical skills, that he learnt back in England though used for pranks more often than not to help people. He'd improvised with materials he had handy to fix leaks, keep out drafts and even get the heating back working when it bust. Several people who hated him, had come to respect him a bit more over the day. However that hadn't really been his plan, he'd just been bored and wanted to do something.

Sighing, he laid down onto his bed, he hoped the storm would stop soon. He checked his phone, no news from Zoey, though that wasn't surprising since he'd got no signal. He hoped she was okay and was safely in bed, but he had no way of knowing where she'd been when the blizzard had hit. Was this storm even natural? It was worst than usual, if this was another thing due to that stupid goddess lady, it made him fear for Zoey more. Regardless, he was powerless to do anything. His attempts at summoning Analynne had failed miserably and now he was stuck for ideas.

What day was it even? He'd lost track of the days. It was sometime in January for sure. His birthday would be soon, or had it already past? Hell it might have been his birthday today. He had no idea. He'd be 18, an adult, now that was a silly thought. Him, an adult? What was the world coming too? Either way, he'd just have to somehow find out the date tomorrow, for now he needed sleep. Sleep didn't come fast, he worried about Zoey and couldn't get her out of his mind. Though eventually after what seemed like forever sleep claimed him for its own.

 

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{ DAY : 38 - 3/3 } • { JANUARY 6, 2013 } • { LOCATION : LIBRARY}​

{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN } • { MOOD : KILLKILLKILL//THOUGHTFUL }​

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xxxxxxxxxx❝Snow, snow, go away . . . Come again some other day . . .
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxLittle Quin only wishes to be alive and to stay . . .
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Most of the time spent in the library had been spent in the somewhat pleasant company of Harley, who Kallisti was able to hold a decent conversation with that was just impersonal enough to have her feel completely comfortable.

Astoundingly enough, it seemed that a few other students were able to come into the library to take solace from the Siberia that lay outside of the building. Kallisti had paid little attention to most of them, until a slightly loud voice had alerted her and a set of wheels moved quietly across the plush carpet. She had leaned out of the Non-Fiction section that she was currently organizing and saw the girl with strangely colored hair, Bronagh.

Upon seeing the girl, a twinge of rage slipped quietly through her nerves and she pulled herself back to the task at hand. With more than four floors of library and books, there was enough here to keep her busy for hours without end. With a sigh, she calmed herself and returned to her conversation with Harley.

" Oh, right. " he said after she returned to him, " Do you remember that flood message that was sent to multiple people about you? "

Kallisti tossed a hard look his way and he playfully shuddered, saying something like " Ooooh, scary . . . "

" I found out who 'B' was. " he said casually, and she perked up with a bit of a vengeance, " After some good searching and tracing online, I found the Tumblr of the girl. She just so happens to be on the list from the emai - "

" Well, who is it? " she asked impatiently, leaning forward after cutting him off.

He looked at her with a raised eyebrow, wondering why she was so anxious for the name. " Bronagh Williamson. "

Kallisti looked away from her cousin and bit her bottom lip. I knew it. She is here, too. I must speak to her.

" Pretty sure it wouldn't be a good idea to kill her, " he said, " I mean, c'mon, she's in a goddamned wheelchair. That'd be a bit of a low blow. " She looked at him critically and he tossed up his hands, giving her a laugh, " You'd get an award if looks could kill. "

Almost playfully, she pushed him and sighed, " I do not plan to kill her; not yet, anyway . . . " she said thoughtfully, leaning against the bookcase, " I just want to know why she would put such a nasty thing about me - and at that time, I was in Miss Cristina's body . . . She has not warranted death in my book. "

He looked at her with suspicion but eased up after figuring that she was sincere enough, " If you're sure. " he told her with a shrug, " Go for it. She probably went to the fourth floor. Sci-Fi section? She likes that kind of stuff. "

Kallisti wondered how Harley knew these things, but she supposed that she wasn't surprised. He liked gathering information on everyone. It bothered her a little. Quietly, she left him in the Non-Fiction section and proceeded to use the stairs all the way up to the fourth floor, greeting any students she might have met. She wasn't in any sort of negative mood at the moment, but one wrong step from Bronagh could be bad for the both of them. She had never really talked to her, but Kallisti hoped that she was competent.

" Good day, Miss Bronagh." she said with a bit of a smile, as she found the girl in the section where Harley thought she would be. " I see that you've made it safely to the library as well. How are you, today? "

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Zoey knew first thing on the agenda was getting away from this gas. For one... the fumes were certainly not going to do them any favours. Two, Zoey didn't want to risk her and Heidi being near in case there was an explosion. This car was also wrecked and letting in the elements. Heidi and herself would freeze if they stayed there or tried to brave going outside. Heidi's shoes were missing as they must have been sent flying when the car toppled. Thankfully, Zoey had her coat bundled around the two of them to still try and provide some warmth. Either way, Zoey was hoping the other cars would provide more shielding from the elements than one with a truck in the side of it, and also again, getting as far away from a possible explosion couldn't hurt either. Zoey's ribs started heaving. ...Damn. Had she been hurt worse than she thought? ...No matter. Just hide it and keep going, she couldn't worry Heidi. The poor girl had enough going on already, she needed Zoey to remain strong for her right now.
They kept moving, albeit slowly, but it was fine. ...Being hunched like this was putting more pressure on her ribs. No- It was fine! She could keep going. No worries. She spat blood from her mouth from where she had bitten into her cheek and they were able to approach the door... No power meant it wouldn't open on it's own, so both Zoey and Heidi worked together, prying their fingers into the gaps and pulling with all their might. Little by little the door opened. They couldn't stop now though. They kept moving. In the next car there were some passengers who weren't as hurt as others.
"There are some people in..." pant-pant-pant... Just breath Zoey, it's all okay. Keep going. "the car back there. If you're able to, please help bring them in here... I've got to help... he... Heidi. ...Please." she begged anyone who would and could listen, trying to keep them moving along to the next cars, getting further and further from the truck. "...Then try and... get them everyone up into the furthest car away from.. here... The truck there is releasing gas. ...I don't think there is any danger yet, but we should play it safe. ...Also, the more people in one car will mean the more warmth." Zoey couldn't keep speaking. She just had to focus on keeping them moving. She wasn't sure if anyone had listened to her, but she thought she saw movement in the reflections from the cracked windows of other people going into the car they'd just came from. They approached another door and again, like before, were able to pry it open, albeit... this time it felt it took longer as the two were already exhausted and weakening. Zoey felt in her pocket and realized her cell phone was gone. It must have gotten lost like Heidi's shoes and was likely smashed to pieces by now.
...Still going on with the motto of 'one step at a time' she kept the two of them moving, taking most of Heidi's weight. ...Were they far enough yet? What would they do next anyway? Zoey needed to think of a plan, and fast.