Nightshift 49: Chapel
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The noise of the storm abruptly altered as she stepped from the musty storage room to something far more open, going from muffled and distant to far more immediate with the sound of rain pelting against glass windows. Nunnally stared into the distance where the windows should be, confusion and pain and distress building and leaving her completely stunned.
What....
Where....
It wasn't until lightning flashed outside, glaring through the windows and casting the room in mixed light and shadow, that she flinched and realized she was simply standing there unsteadily and the door had once again slammed behind her. She should probably keep trying, keep looking for someone, but that momentary surge of energy appeared to have been her last. It was all too much, and she was exhausted.
Nunnally took one more step forward and her already precarious balance failed her; she dropped heavily to her knees, then just collapsed to the ground entirely. Suzaku, why did you have to leave? she cried silently, tears seeping from under closed eyelids as her fingernails dug into the carpeting beneath her. Brother... Euphemia... where are you?
Perhaps they weren't really here at all. They shouldn't be, and if she could walk through doors that didn't lead to where they were supposed to, if she couldn't even trust the evidence of her own senses, then why couldn't she have imagined their existence? Maybe she was as alone in this place as she'd been in that room despite the doctor's presence. Maybe....
And finally, weary and overwhelmed, the girl drifted into unconsciousness.
The noise of the storm abruptly altered as she stepped from the musty storage room to something far more open, going from muffled and distant to far more immediate with the sound of rain pelting against glass windows. Nunnally stared into the distance where the windows should be, confusion and pain and distress building and leaving her completely stunned.
What....
Where....
It wasn't until lightning flashed outside, glaring through the windows and casting the room in mixed light and shadow, that she flinched and realized she was simply standing there unsteadily and the door had once again slammed behind her. She should probably keep trying, keep looking for someone, but that momentary surge of energy appeared to have been her last. It was all too much, and she was exhausted.
Nunnally took one more step forward and her already precarious balance failed her; she dropped heavily to her knees, then just collapsed to the ground entirely. Suzaku, why did you have to leave? she cried silently, tears seeping from under closed eyelids as her fingernails dug into the carpeting beneath her. Brother... Euphemia... where are you?
Perhaps they weren't really here at all. They shouldn't be, and if she could walk through doors that didn't lead to where they were supposed to, if she couldn't even trust the evidence of her own senses, then why couldn't she have imagined their existence? Maybe she was as alone in this place as she'd been in that room despite the doctor's presence. Maybe....
And finally, weary and overwhelmed, the girl drifted into unconsciousness.