[It's morning now. The sun has just risen, and Helena didn't get a wink of sleep. Her eyes are slightly bloodshot, and not just from staying awake. She sniffles a bit and rubs at her eyes.]
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
[She's ripping off drawings from her wall. The floor is already littered with torn paper. It seems like she had been so disturbed that
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