Cycils eyes darted around the room she was in. [I]'So many sounds...'[/I] She thought as she nervously began to tip toe around the room. Too scared to call for help. To scared to make a sound. A look of worry crept into her eyes and she racked her brain for a logical reason for being where she was. Along with a reason, a different reason of which she had come to. Anything. But of course, the only possible explanation she could come up with was...

Herself.

No one else was to blame. Only her. She had done this to her self. [I]'I must of sinned...or something like that...something terrible and now karmas come to get me'[/I]