Serenity R Sat Apr 18, 2009 9:22 pm
Serenity sat there, curled up and looking at the dark sky. Rain blasted the windows, each droplet sounding like a bullet. The hallway was the same one she and Rachel used to sing in, and instead of a bright and crowded concert, it was all dull, gray, and deserted.
"Why are things not as bright?" She asked the wall, poking it. She was sure it had been a pretty cream stone last year, but now it was simply gray. "I'm going insane, talking to a wall!"