Kijani stirred, and her eyes opened. For several seconds, it was clear that she had no idea where she was. Her eyes, which were usually bright gold, were dull and faded, unfocused. Her gaze finally fixed on the only familiar thing in the room. 

"C-conn..." Her mouth didn't work. "Connor..." Suddenly she realized she wasn't in hell, she wasn't gone. She was still here, and even in the last thing she'd done to take her destiny back, she had failed. 

"No. No- no no-nono[i]noooo[/i]---" Starting to shake, she tried to get up. Tried to, but her body was far too weak to respond. The covers felt like they were made of lead. She started to cry, silently at first, but then she curled and sobbed openly. It didn't matter who saw anymore. Nothing did.