Snippet #2486355

What happened next seemed like a blur, everything bleeding together as panic raced through Sera. She watched as people began moving, being pushed towards the window and finding responsibility thrust upon her. Sera swallowed, the only thing she could be thankful for was the fact that nothing had happened to anyone in the group, that they seemed to be surviving and there was a chance that everyone else was okay, though she knew how unrealistic that belief was, how not everyone could be okay. However nothing seemed to stay constant that day, it all went to hell soon enough. Before Sera could process what was going on the beast was rushing into the room and Kei was being smashed, tossed aside like a ragdoll before the monstrous creature that had once been Mr. Drone. Sera’s mouth went dry and her eyes looked to Kei, he was a calming influence, his sureness and rather kind demeanor had made things seem alright even in the crazy situation they had all been in. Yet as he flew against the wall and didn’t get up things seemed a bit more hopeless and Sera couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by it. Even as the hulking zombie moved further into the room, even as it got closer and closer, she looked over as Kei was handed off to her and the others by the window, his breathing still there but it seemed shallow and weak. He seemed fragile and it took Sera a moment to realize Aeon had led the undead Mr. Drone away.

That feeling that had been scratching at Sera for the duration of this nightmare started feeling all the more real. She stood there, at the windows, feeling as alone as she had ever felt in her life, as if she was detached from people standing mere feet away from her. She couldn’t help but feel out of place, desire to be back home washing over her and she felt absolutely stuck, looking out the window into the world that resided outside their school. It wasn’t going to be any better, nothing was going to change by escaping this room. Kei was hurt, Aeon had run off with the giant monster on his tail, Momo, Bishop, Silas and the other students she had met were out there and Sera had no clue if they were alright. Here she was, people who didn’t really give a damn about her, in a situation that had no real possibility of ending well, and none of her loved ones were anywhere within reachable distance. Sera just felt hopeless and she found herself slinking down the wall, hands running through her hair and eyes shutting tight. She wasn’t sure what to do, what could be done, Sera just wanted it to all be a bad dream, a nightmare she could wake up from and forget. Yet would she ever forget? Even if it was a dream, even if her prayer was answered, she had already found out something about herself that made her heart sink. She was alone. Sure she had a friend in Momo, other people were nice, but being sent away from home, from her friends and family, it was crushing Sera and while she did her best to ignore it she felt desperately alone.

- - - - -

When Sera’s eyes opened she was no longer in the hellish nightmare she, instead she was sitting on the floor slumped against a desk. In her arms was little Momo, still sleeping and looking adorable in her arms, and yet she didn’t smile or find herself thinking how lucky she was to be waking up with a beautiful girl in her arms. No, Sera was drowned in her own bit of self-pity, the loneliness that had plagued her in whatever sick twisted world she had just been in hadn’t left. The dream had been so real it was not something she could shake off so easily and even as the warmth from Momo’s little body came to her attention she still felt rather distant, thoughts of back home swirling through her head. Sera sighed, slowly rising from the floor with Momo in her arms, taking the girl and sitting her back into her seat, patting her head gently before turning and grabbing her things. Sera didn’t feel like sticking around, not after that, she needed to decompress and get a hold on herself, return to reality where things weren’t as desperate as the realistic nightmare she had just woken from.

First though she pulled her phone out of her pocket, a small smirk playing at her lips as the screen reminded her of Devone. Her elevator partner, not that Devone did anything to make anybody feel welcome or did a damn friendly thing in her life. Sera just sighed, pushing Devone out of mind and checking her phone for texts or phone calls, something, anything from her friends or family back home. Yet there was nothing, in fact she hadn’t received a single call or text from anybody but her sister since she left and even that was a rarity and generally initiated by Sera. She felt abandoned almost, tossed into a strange country with unlimited funds but no support. Part of Sera was devastated now that the flood gates were open, she wanted to call and ask her friends and sister why they didn’t keep in touch, yell and throw things to get her frustration out, to reach out. Another part of her wanted to retreat, to put more distance and say ‘fuck it’ to go ahead and turn back into the girl that had brought her family grief, the irresponsible partier. ’Heh, like they would even know.’

A sigh escaped her lips as she thought about her friends back home, how it hadn’t even been that long since she was out enjoying time every night with them. Sera was the type of person who needed constant companionship, to be around people, she didn’t like large amounts of alone time if she could help it. “Some friends they are…” She muttered, looking over to Momo and thinking about how much she liked her little friend, her first real female friend. She was sweet and innocent, but did they really know each other? Sure they were friends but the school year had just started. Sera didn’t walk out though and instead she slumped back into her seat, sighing as she tried to think about what to do, she really didn’t want to go home to that damn empty apartment, but what could she do? She looked over to Momo and smiled gently, she had spoken so fondly of her mother. If it wasn’t for her sister Sera wouldn’t have been all that happy back home either, her parents loved her but they weren’t exactly close. “Guh…” She groaned running a hand through her hair and leaning back in the chair, she was just going to have to get used to it.

Perhaps she could just make a little extra effort to get to know some of the people, such as Bishop, she still felt bad for missing their initial surfing meeting. Even Akira, she was a bit intense, and perhaps it was just the nightmare influencing her, but Sera didn’t think she was a bad person, she was honest and up front and while they both seemed to have a thing for Silas she wasn’t opposed to having a rival of sorts, not that she actually had much of a chance against the long-time friend, she read manga, she knew how that always ended. She finally laughed, a weak laugh but a laugh none the less, at least that would be interesting. She just sat there, finding herself relaxing slowly, shifting back from that damned hell and into reality, which while not being the most comforting of places at the moment was a hell of lot better than a zombie apocalypse.