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Lune awoke under the branch of a tree, her body feeling bruised everywhere, her head feeling fuzzy and her throat thirsty. She was sitting there, too tired and sleepy to do anything except remain there, the memories of the day before coming back while she processed it. The beach, the white haired man, Alan losing his head, the hand things that she guessed were nevrons, the explosions, the screams, running from one of them while the screams faded, noticing the silence, realizing the nevron had stopped pursuing her somewhen before and deciding that the only possible things to do was to sit somewhere to rest and try coming with a plan and falling asleep as fast as she sat.
Slowly, she got up to avoid falling asleep again and started to think ,while walking increasingly fast, on what happened. She should go back to the beach to check if there were another survivors, but it was to risky. Who else would even be alive? Sciel? Lucien? Gustave? Maelle? O Merde, Maelle was only sixteen there was no way she made out of the beach.
She tried to make sense of what happened, but nothing made sense. An old man? With Nevrons ready to receive them? Were they waiting for them or did they simply live there on the beach? Was the beach a bad choice to land? She was the one to suggest it. Was she the reason they all died?
Breathing fast she grabbed the trunk of the tree and put a hand in her chest. Calm, calm she had to focus, calm, she had to focus, her parents prepared her better than this, calm, she had to focus.
She couldn't.
She started breathing faster, barely managing to get air, her head flashing the noises and images of the beach, her knees in the floor, she wishing for it to stop, her hand reaching for her face, sparks creeping trough her fingers.
If you do that- A female voice said, shocking Lune out of it- you and your crippled friend both die here.