Quinnlash wanted to cry, but she didn't have the tears.

She wanted to talk, but she didn't have the words.

She wanted to scream, but she didn't have the breath.

All she could do as the giant bore down on her out of the darkness was stare.

[color=black]quinnlash[/color]

Her limbs were locked again.

[color=black]Quinnlash[/color]

Her legs ached. Her feet hurt so much. Everything hurt.

[color=black]QUINNLASH GET[/color]

She was so tired. So tired. She wanted to just lie down and rest lie down and fall—

[i][b][color=black]QUINNLASH!!!! GET!!!! OFF!!!![/color][/b][/i]

She nearly fell when she took a step. The [i]thoom, thoom, thoom[/i] of the Savior racing closer pounded in her ears like the [i]thump, thump, thump[/i] of [color=black]her[/color] heartbeat.

The soldier cried out to her, but she couldn't hear him clearly, not over the [i]thoom[/i] and the [i]thump[/i] and the [color=black]noise[/color] that filled up her head with a sound like static. All she knew was that she had to run again, get off, get away and she knew it in her blood she knew it in her bones she knew it in her whole body she needed to leave [color=black]leave leave leave[/color] get out of this place the elevator there wasn't safety it wasn't safe she would DIE she knew it

So she dragged herself—half upright, half awake, half alive—away from the nice soldier at the anchor and the thudding certainty in [color=black]all of her[/color] that something was wrong. She was almost insensate and her face had gone as white as the watching moon as everything in her S C R E A A M E E D at her to get away. She didn't know why or why or [color=black]why or why[/color] but she just knew she needed to needed [color=black]needed[/color] needed she needed to [b][i][color=black]GET AWAY QUINNLASH LEAVE LEAVE LEAVE[/color][/i][/b]

Her heart pounded in her ears, [i]thump thump thump[/i]

The noise pounded in her head, [i][color=black]leave leave leave[/color][/i]

The footsteps pounded on the road, [i]thoom thoom thoom THOOM THOOM THOOM THOOM THOOM[/i]—

Then there was a sound like a hurricane and a thundercrack as the giant [i]slammed[/i] against the superstructure, ripping aside trucks and transports and [i]people too[/i] with all the care of a child playing with blocks. She stumbled back as the whole world quaked around her. For just a moment, the voice was silent. 

Her throat was absolutely ruined. Almost nothing could come out of it. The sky was falling. Her breath wouldn't come. Words wouldn't come. Who would hear her scream? What could she talk to? Nothing. Nothing. Nothing nothing nothing nothingnothingnoth[color=black]ingnothingnothing.[/color]

So she didn't try.

All Quinnlash could do was curl up, close her eye, and cry.