Snippet #993775

The world twirled around Natalia when she finally opened her eyes again. The clock wasn't within her sight line so she had no idea how many hours had elasped while she was on the floor. Pushing herself off the floor, Natalia stumbled over to the night stand to find the eye-drops she had in the drawer. Every once in a while her eyes would get this terrible dry feeling but it wasn't that bad as long as she could get moisture into her eyes before it got too bad.
Grabbing her hooded sweater and fingerless gloves off the back of her chair with a small messanger bag just big enough for her book, pen and paper, Natalia headed toward the door. Looking through the peep hole before opening the door she made extra sure there was no one waiting for her in the hall. The door hardly made a sound as Natalia slipped through, pulling her hood over her silvery-white hair and gloves over her nearly translucent hands, and ran down to the street.
As far as she could see there was no one trailing her on her way to the train station. Panic had taken over her logical mind and the only option she saw was to get out. New York was a terrible place to live, there were too many people, especially as the freak she was. Without even looking at the destination of the next train Natalia bought a ticket and jumped on the car as it was pulling out of the station.