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"I wonder what happens after..."​

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Ugh this book is probably on a higher shelf...​

Bronagh was having a tough time looking for the novel Xenophilia. She probably wouldn't be too disappointed if she never did because it was a novel she heard bad things about. Probably the only reason why she was looking for it.​

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She was in a very good mood at this point, she felt nothing could have ruined this mood that this point.​

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" Good day, Miss Bronagh. I see that you've made it safely to the library as well. How are you, today? "​

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Well... this could have an interesting turnout.​

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She hadn't turned her head but she already knew who it was. She turned her chair towards them and spoke, still smiling from her good mood. "Hello Quintus. Thank you for asking, I'm in a pretty good mood. How about you?"​

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Maybe she saw the other email already?​

 

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[Mood: Exhausted and in pain... ~ OOC: ~ ♪Listening to♪]​

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Zoey and Heidi's combined efforts finally got them to the front car. ...Zoey was exhausted and feeling faint by this point. ...But they should be safe here, right? Heidi was also looking pretty rough. Getting up here took way too much effort... They both needed to rest.
Finding a free set of seats, they snuggled up together for warmth and comfort underneath Zoey's coat and fell asleep in each other's embrace.

D'aaaaaaaawww.
No groping or anything sexual happened, so no Les-yay for you guys (maybe next time... XD). Either way, Hyuge-nee says she'll pretty up this process in her next post, so yay! For now... This has been Zoey's puppeteer presenting you with a short post to end her day.
Thank you, and goodnight.

 

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{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT • WEARING }​

{ OOC : LA DI DA DI DA }​

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

{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN } • { MOOD : CRITICAL }​

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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxShe doesn't want now for her to pass away.❞​

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Kallisti gauged the other girl's reaction after she had made her greeting, but there didn't seem to be any tinge of guilt, fear, or other negative emotion. She had seemed to be reaching for a book, but couldn't grasp it because of her disability. Kallisti looked for what book it was and read the title " Xenophilia ". How odd. She had never been fond of the science fiction genre, but to each their own, she supposed.

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" Hello Quintus. " she said with a smile, " Thank you for asking, I'm in a pretty good mood. How about you? "​

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She raised an eyebrow for a moment; she had not asked for the girl's mood - more for her state of being, rather than anything else. But she shrugged, if that was how she would answer, interpret her question, then perhaps it was best left overlooked.​

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" I am well, thank you for your consideration. " she replied neutrally, then moving on, " I see that the helicopter crash has left you more than just trauma, " she mentioned conversationally, as if the topic of her recent handicap was more about the weather, " I am sorry that it is so. If . . . I do remember correctly, I was still in another body at that time. That of my roommate, Miss Cristina. " Her attention remained thinly on that of the books, but she was more interested in the atmosphere around the two of them and the reaction of the girl in the wheelchair, " She is a lovely girl, you know. Perhaps you have met her before? "​

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After an uneventful day Elizabeth decided to turn in for the night, saying goodnight to Allison before falling asleep.

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Without an escape Daniel decided to hang out with her room mate that day. It would have been an okay day of just being online and watching TV, but that was soon taken away when the power cut out. At first she fell into despair and nearly took it out on Bernie. However she managed to stay calm enough for the other to suggest a game of cards. And with it she was able to maintain a cool demeanor throughout the day.

By the end of it she came to the consultation that this girl wasn't so bad and fun to talk to, once you got past the difficulty of understanding anyway. Though surely she was no better when she first came to the states. And for that Daniel would give her more of a chance, if there was time for it.

But for now it was time to sleep, which was the best part as she could retreat under the warmth of several blankets.

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"I wonder what happens after..."​

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Bronagh was very silent and still. Her smile only faded slightly, and this conversation had quickly made it's way to the wheelchair and Christina. Already she knew where the conversation was going.​

"Yes, I met Christina the 1st day of school. Well, first day here in Brookridge." She felt her head tilt down a bit as she spoke, "She's a very nice girl... I had trouble speaking to her at first because I didn't know she was mute." Bronagh's voice went even softer as she spoke her last sentence, which came out without her thinking first, "My mind was certain she could..."​

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Bronagh looked up immediately at Quintus and spoke, "I." She wanted to say she was wrong about everything, but she couldn't bring herself to it. She sat there for a little while trying to, but all she could say was "I." As though she was a skipping record.​

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"I- I-..." Bronagh proceeded to slap herself across the face. Already the conversation was going HORRIBLY. And she needed to just stop talking. "You know don't you?" She looked around and saw a couple of kids walking around, she wasn't sure why they were still here. She looked at them and held her forehead. She was embarrassed about her stuttering and it was absolutely clear.​

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Well... I did put myself in this situation anyway... what is a normal conversation?​

 

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{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT • WEARING }​

{ OOC : ACK, MY BACK HURTS . . . }​

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

{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN } • { MOOD : TSK }​

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xxxxxxxxxLittle Quin only wishes to be alive and to stay . . . ​

xxxxxShe doesn't want now for her to pass away.❞​

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Kallisti raised an eyebrow at Bronagh's reply. Her mind was certain? How silly, a delusional girl? Silently, she clicked her tongue. Kallisti was going to say something, for the girl had started to sound like a broken record, saying " I, " over and over again. ​

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" Are you well? " she asked, but she knew that she wasn't. She was nervous, and Harley had been right. This girl had been "B", and she had guilt written all over her face. Kallisti couldn't tell if she was satisfied or not. She was, however, annoyed that Bronagh couldn't seem to face what she had done with more dignity; it was a unlikable thing.​

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A look of surprise came to Kallisti's when a slap sounded that wasn't connected with her own face. Had she . . . just slapped herself? Kallisti stared with wonder and almost began to laugh, but it had worked for Bronagh, and she supposed that she could ask for no more than that.​

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" You know, don't you? " she asked, her face slightly red with embarrassment.​

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" Did you think I would not find out? " Kallisti replied shortly, " Did you hope that I would not? I would have, too, had I said such things. It was a wonder, because indeed, Miss Cristina is mute, and for her to have said something would have been stunning. At the time, I had been the person in Cristina's body, but you knew that. " she explained, an undertone of harshness present, " I was also taken aback because I had tried to save you, but the paramedics had arrived before I was properly able to to anything. I assumed they would save you. That day had been rather long for me, you see. "​

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A few other students had been present, but she had doubt that they heard anything. Before she could say anything else, a voice came on over the intercom, " Due to the weather, it is currently impossible for any students within the building to leave. All present students will be spending the night, with the library staff providing sleeping bags and food. Please see the front desk to gather your supplies. "​

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For a moment, she thought, and then shrugged, " Perhaps we can better clear tomorrow. " she said before walking away.​

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After gathering her things with Harley, they found a corner of the library to sleep in. The summoning would have to wait, she couldn't do it here . . . With a sigh, she and Harley fell asleep.​

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[ooc: certain... things have come up. i was going to write a long beautiful post... but now anxiety is through the roof... gomen...]

bernie had a great day getting to know her roommate. she actually felt like there was progress being made. maybe if she dug a little deeper, they could eventually become friends. with the power out, it was cold in the room. as nice as it would have been to snuggle under the covers with daniel, she would have to take comfort in her only option- sleeping alone. with extra blankets stacked on top of her, she drifted off to sleep easily.

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heidi and zoey made it through the rest of the cars. it was a lot of work and she was in far to much pain. the slumped to a seated position on a couple of chairs in the front car. these were far more comfortable then the benches how ever many cars back. the snow didn't seem to lighten one bit. with the door shut and no openings for the weather, it was relatively warmer, but not by much. she curled up with zoey, wincing after even the slightest movement. her body was curled up as small as it would go without causing further damage to herself. she pulled the phone out of her back pocket. the screen was severely cracked. she tapped lightly and carefully. double vision began to kick in. the phone was jumping everywhere. she couldn't focus. as fast as her numb fingers would let her, she typed out a short message to altair. it was difficult, given that she kept missing the phone do to the double vision. but eventually she was able to his send. she rested her head against zoey and sleep pulled her away almost instantly. it was probably a bad decision. there was no doubt a concussion. the last thing they recommend is sleep with a concussion, but she had no other choice.

the phone clattered to the floor, having fallen out of her hand. the screen was still lit up, but only for a moment. it turned black, after seeing the words i'm sorry... printed on the text window.

 

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"I wonder what happens after..."​

She... She tried to help her?​

But... but... no. No Bronagh would remember someone trying to help her...​

...who would have... did... did she?​

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Quin was already gone when she had said, "No, I expected you to find out... But, I thought it was true... I don't wake up in the morning thinking, "Hey, what horrible rumor am I going to spread today?". I rarely ever start rumors... I'm sorry that I ever did... if there's any way I can make it up to you I owe as much. I feel terrible. I didn't me-"​

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"Um, EXCUSE me. Are you alright hun?"​

Bronagh turned her head quickly to see Jessie standing there with her eyes wide open, "Have you gone mad? You are talking to yourself."​

Bronagh looked at Jessie with a straight face and said, "It's possible."​

"Listen, they have therapy for multiple personality disor-"​

"I KNOW I WAS TALKING TO MYSELF." Bronagh shouted with tears automatically in her eyes before she covered her face and quickly hid it.​

"Bronagh calm down, it's late at night and kids are already sleeping."​

"I-I I'm sorry."​

"Again with the sorrys...Do you need help?"​

"Yes, how do you tell someone you are sorry."​

"That wasn't what I meant, I meant help you with your books?" She put and hand on Bronagh's head and looked her straight in the eye, "But you tell someone you are sorry, by not saying it, by SHOWING it."​

"H-How the heck do you do that?"​

"I don't know, what did you do?"​

"I limited my days of life."​

Jessie raised an eyebrow and laughed, "No seriously."​

"It's nothing big."​

"Are you okay. I don't mean to but into your life but if you need someone to talk to. I am here. Consider me a friend."​

"You just thought I was insane."​

"Well I am insane, insanity comes in different forms. How insane do you want to be?"​

"I don't."​

"Too late." Jessie rolled Bronagh over to the elevator and spoke, "Everyone is a little insane, a healthy dose of insanity"​

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Bronagh listened to Jessie talk in the background as she pushed her to the front desk where they got supplies. Jessie pretty much shoved Bronagh into the sleeping bag and put her own pillows under Bronagh's legs so they had support. She didn't really have a say in what had gone on and just fell asleep as quick as she could.​

 

Isabella entered the library. She noticed other students within the building, but she ignored them, heading straight for the area she had been the day before. The strange dream would not leave her mind. She grabbed every book on Greek mythology she could find. She flipped through the pages, one after another, searching for any more information on the tale of Orpheus. With each tome she went through, Isabella felt her eyelids grow heavier, before finally dozing off.

 

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Snow...It was late now and it was still falling endlessly. She had sat in her room all day because she could not leave the building and it wasn't like she wanted to to walk into the hallways where all of the girls gossiped. No way. The girl just found herself keeping herself busy in her room, which seemed to be quite effective. There were times that she was bored, of course, and then there were times where she was distracted.

Then this. Cristina looked outside her window again. It was the same as what she had seen before except this time there seemed to be something else there. A crimson-coloured spot in the sea of white. Cristina froze. It was the same colour as blood. She found herself paralyzed as her mind brought her back to the memories that she did not want to remember.

Spoiler: FLASHBACK

"So those stain glass mirrors," Cristina's father started, "what colours should we use?" Her parents and herself were in the middle of driving home from the church that they had just visited. It was dark outside, but she could see the snow falling gently. Young Cristina was beginning to feel tired. She could feel her eyelids becoming heavier, but the girl tried her best to keep them open.

"We can talk about this another day. Your daughter is getting tired," her mother stated, gesturing for Cristina to fall asleep. She leaned on the window and closed her eyes.

Her father chuckled and agreed, "Haha okay, we wi-"

"HONEY LOOK OUT!" Her mother screamed. Cristina immediately opened her eyes, only to feel the car spinning out of control. She held onto the seat in front of her, moving away from where she was previously sleeping. The vehicle was rocking from side to side, and eventually, it flipped onto one side, the left side. Cristina's head smashed against the window she was leaning against. It suddenly got hot in the car. For the second that she could open her eyes, she could see blood in front of her. Her parents were just lying there, not moving. There was red everywhere. The windows had broken and blood was leaking onto the white snow that had just fallen. She could hear the sirens ringing in the background. Cristina closed her eyes.

Cristina realized that the crimson-coloured thing outside of her window was Carmine. Without realizing, she had fallen to her knees and was trembling. It took her awhile before she could actually stand up, and when she did, she had to grab onto the edge of her bed for support.

With that she decided that she was done for the day. Without doing anything, she felt that all of her energy had been drained from her. Cristina climbed into her bed and did her best to distract herself. It took a long time but eventually she fell asleep.

 

You are a fool, Cherno Plume.

By this point, you had little idea where you were. Was the library really that large? The sounds of voices drifted off, and you felt as if you were descending farther and farther into something dangerous ...

Everyone seemed gone.

But right before you could do much else, you needed to rest. The snow crashed against the windows violently under the influence of the winds. How stanky. Stuck in the labyrinth, Cherno sat down on one of the few wooden chairs and tried to get some rest.

Little did he know that his very dreams would keep him as trapped as the blizzard had been ...

 

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There was no reply, Altair dialed the number again but once again there was no reply. Altair narrowed his eyes once more as he tried to dial the number again, but stopped the moment he received the message on his phone "I'm....sorry?" Altair said quietly as he closed his eye "just what the fucking hell Heidi" Altair said quietly as his grip on his phone tightened. "I don't know what you've gotten yourself into but you better damn well get back here" Altair said rubbing his temples. A massive migraine hit and soon enough Altair returned to his bed and fell asleep.

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Everything started to blur as he walked through the storm. Energy began to seep away and fatigue had already hit. Casey's legs tried their best to hold the teen up, but that soon failed as he collapsed on the street. More and more his energy began to seep away until finally the teen fell into a slumber "Sorry Mari" Casey muttered before he fell fast asleep. Though this seemed to be the end for the teen, in the end a saviour walked through the storm. He was a big burly man that was able to carry the pink haired teen to his shop and rest the boy to sleep in the warmth.

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Being ignored by the mad teen, Darrius merely let out a small chuckle as he shook his head.It seemed Darrius was stuck in the library, such a shame really. With that he merely slept at the table he sat on.

 

DAY 39
January, 7th Monday
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The previous day Allison had completely forgotten about the superpost birthday festivities for Elizabeth and didn't remember until the middle of the night after she had gone to sleep. She woke up immediately eyes wide and slowly looked over at Elizabeth's sleeping form. What could she do? Allison made her decision. As soon as it was a more appropriate hour of the morning, she would prepare ice cream and they would have ice cream. For breakfast. During a blizzard. For a superpost birthday. It made perfect sense. Meanwhile, Allison waited for Elizabeth to awaken.

 

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Upon waking up Elizabeth noticed a feeling of being watched and, when she looked over, she was proven right. It was odd, to think Allison would be the type to watch people sleeping. Odd and creepy. Though perhaps this tied in with her strange behavior the day before as well in which case there wouldn't be much to worry about.

Hopefully...

"...Yes?"

 

"O-! Oh! Uh...hey are you psychic?" she asked with a smile trying to hide her surprise as Elizabeth had woken up shortly after she did. It was still far too early for this but maybe it was too late to go back to sleep. Allison hadn't intended for her gaze to linger on Elizabeth throughout all her thinking, but now that she was awake and caught her doing so, there was no doubt that Elizabeth probably thought her a creep. Not to mention most of the time while they were sharing the room during the past couple weeks, Allison hadn't even looked in Elizabeth's general direction. Funny how trying to act natural manifested ways in which she wasn't acting natural. "Um...sorry I couldn't really sleep, but I'll try again. Sorry for...inadvertently waking you." she said as she laid back down and tried to sleep at least a few more hours. The sky was so cloudy from all the snow, it was hard to tell that it was even in the early morning hours of 5-6AM.

 

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Elizabeth blinked at Allison's question, unsure where it came from and even more uncertain about how to answer it. So in the end there was no reply given and for the most part it was brushed aside.

"It's alright."

Shifting a bit she sat up, running her fingers through her hair while waiting for her eyes to finish adjusting to the morning light and for her head to clear up. However of a weird start to the day it was it was still beginning so might as well as get ready for it. So she sat up and headed to brush her teeth though decided to put off her shower until later. In fact she didn't even feel like getting dressed for the day, as it had gone to such a waste yesterday. A down day was never bad either.

Once back out in the room she looked around the desk and pulled out the deck of cards, going to play solitaire.

 

When Nate had woken up the next morning, he simply got dressed before going on his computer. He didn't plan on doing much today or at least not until after the message he was waiting for arrive. After that, he wasn't quite sure if the resulting mood would allow he to even want to anything. Either way all he could do now was to wait and see.

 

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"I wonder what happens after..."​

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It took her 40 minutes to get out of the sleeping bag. Jessie had shut it tight, which was thoughtful due to the cold, but putting her legs up was the issue. When she did get out she couldn't find her wheelchair, someone in the night pushed it away or something. By accident or on purpose? Probably by accident.​

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When she finally did find the wheelchair she asked someone to help get it over to her(because at that point someone was awake) and she got on it and grabbed a water out of her bag and chugged it down.​

It was early, but she was already in the mood to read. But she wasn't in the mood for Science Fiction, she decided she would go up and find books about the moon. She found a book rather quickly called Zodiacs, which moon phase is best for you?​

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Although she wasn't very fond of Zodiacs, she thought it'd be cool to read. She found herself a table near the corner so she would be out of the way and delved right into it. She pulled out her phone a couple of times to see what time it was and a couple of messages from her aunt that she replied to.​

 

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As the morning went on Altair slept on to relieve himself of the sudden migraine he received the other day. Rest proved to be the right choice and Altair's migraine slowly began to fade, but resting for a extra while didn't seem to hurt. Missing one day of school couldn't kill somebody (excluding the possibility of Cresetia) so Altair decided to skip for the day. As Altair slept on, there was a sudden loud series of bangs at the door. Immediately sitting up Altair scratched the back of his head as his eye twitched "who the hell?!" Altair yelled as he jumped out of bed. Glancing down at his body "I didn't change? I guess I really was out last night" Altair said as he walked up to the door and opened it "Alright what do you wan-"

"FLLLLLLLYING KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICK" yelled an all too familiar voice to the teen

"WHAT THE- BWAHHK" Altair yelled as the person's boot cover foot connected with Altair's face and sent the teen flying back.

 

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Her fingers and toes were frozen. They hurt so bad. Huddling close together with Zoey provided little sleep over the night. Their train was currently located in the middle of nowhere, between to stations. Trees surrounded them on both sides. There were no crossings at the part of the train. The snow seemed to have relatively stopped falling. The drifts were up to the windows in some spots. Lights flashed outside of the train. They were a ways down. Heidi opened her eyes, taking it all in. She was weak, broken, and hungry. There hadn't been anything to eat or drink since she left the school. How long did they say a person could go without water, three days? Was she pushing that limit?

She wondered how long it had stopped snowing for. The winds had died down. There was a rumbling noise coming from the direction of the lights. More people were gathered in the front car than she remembered. Had they all piled in while she slept? She tried to stand, but the throbbing in her ankle was too intense. Her poor body couldn't support her very little weight. It wasn't much, but it was evidently too much. Heidi remained seated on the cushioned chair. Her arm swung down limply to scoop up the phone from the ground. There was moisture on the screen and in the cracks. Purple fingers pressed down on the lock button, but nothing turned on. Hopefully, it was just dead. She could never tell Mr. Marshall that she broke it already. It was a gift that she wound up taking poor care of. That would not do.

Heidi nudged the red head to make sure she was still alive. Her eyes watched as Zoey's chest moved up and down slowly with her breathing. Good. If Zoey hadn't made it through the night, she would never forgive herself. They needed to get to safety, but how?

Heavy boot-like footsteps thumped down the metal isle of the train cars. From what she could decipher, there was more than one pair. Doors slid open with a grinding noise. Apparently being operated manually was not ideal to them. The footsteps grew louder and louder. Through the door window, Heidi could see large shapes beginning to take form. Shadows danced across the room. The other passengers seemed to light up with glee. What were they so excited about? Heidi felt dizzy again. She rested her head back down on Zoey's. Cold consumed her. The strings of life pricked at her fingertips. She was ready to give in.

The shapes ripped the last door open, separating those in the car from them. Her eyes drifted shut. She was so tired hungry. There were shouts, but she couldn't understand what they meant. They were all in uniform, looking like fire fighters. Except, something was different. Their jackets read "Search and Rescue" on the back. She opened her mouth to say something, but words would not escape her. A large burly man with a full beard said something, but she couldn't hear it. The ringing in her ears was back. He lifted her gently, cradling her in his arms. What was happening? The pain-- he was wary of the marks on her body. He took caution. They moved back in the direction of the damaged car. Heidi's head rested on his shoulder. Carrying her must have been rather easy.

She felt numb as they entered the damaged car. It no longer smelled like gasoline, just exhaust. The exhaust plumed out of a plow truck. There were a few ambulances behind it, along with a, Brookridge Police Department, truck. They were being saved? The rescue worker placed her as carefully as possible on a Gurney brought over by two EMTs. They strapped her down-- something she was definitely not a fan of-- then carried her off to the ambulance. There was no strength left in her to argue the straps. Her eyes fluttered shut as her heart rate slowed and they closed the large back doors to the vehicle.