Her escape was suddenly impeded by a huge burly looking man. Not surprisingly, he looked rather annoyed at the sudden impact of her small frame upon his.

"Oy, watch where your fucking going!"

The sound... the sound of the city had returned, she realized. Clarissa immediately decided to make for the hotel, make some sort of emergency and get off this place forever. Even the harsh, bleak environs of the Poles would be better than here. At least those places made sense.

"S-sorry. I'm sorry! I wasn't wa-NNGHK!"

A dull throb suddenly hit her, pounding against the back of her head rhythmically. A headache? At this time? She was about to give her best apologetic smile and excuse herself from that buff man before realizing the pain was growing stronger. A moment later she was on her knees, clutching both hands to her head as if trying to contain the pain. She could faintly feel the man shaking her, his words faint and barely intelligible through the pain.

"...aah...aaaagggghh...nnngghh.."

Her moans began at a slow crescendo before finally breaking fortissimo with an ear splitting shriek. She fell to the ground, writhing as she tried to escape the bone grinding pain in her head, her shoes clattering on the pavement erratically. Pain filled her every senses as her vision turned white. There was nothing in her life that could have even prepared her for so much pain.