Snippet #3739

It felt as if her mind was going to blow up. Everything around her became blurry for a moment, it was just too much for her mind to take. Rinni slumped down from her knees again, pulling her feet into a hug as she rested her chin on her knees and closed her eyes, trying not to think about what was happening. She didn't know what was worst; the fact that she had actually spent most of her teenage years angsting and wanting this to happen, or the fact that now that it had happened, she regretted it. Or did she? It was hard to tell these days.

Looking it the other ones in the room, she could tell they were all disturbed by it as she was. She watched as Christi walked over to some kind of box, reading.
"But by the looks of things, we're all…dead." Leila commented. Rinni shook her head, bringing her hand to touch where the induvidual had strangled her. Looking at the others, it was easy to tell what they had in common.
"Not just dead," her squeaky voice almost sobbed, "I think we've been murdered," she brought a hand up in front of her mouth to cover as the tears threatened to take over again. She wasn't really stating a fact as much as reminding herself of this, as if it helped.