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Shilo wasn't sure how long she had been wandering the streets after the Opera was over and she had walked out covered in blood. She was still very much in shock, looking lost as she continued to wander. She didn't want to go home now, not to that big house that would be so much more empty. It would feel like a tomb.
So she just kept walking, wishing she could take a hot shower and eat, but she didn't know how to get food and well, again, she wasn't about to go home to clean up. She stopped for a moment, swaying a bit on her feet as she leaned against the wall of an alley way, letting her head press against the brick while she shut her eyes for just a moment. She didn't see that she wasn't alone there.
Then again, she hadn't really seen anything for the last few hours at least. She'd been running on autopilot just trying to process everything that had happened that night. She was 100% alone now. And she knew absolutely nothing about the world beyond what she had seen out her window. What was she going to do now?
So she just kept walking, wishing she could take a hot shower and eat, but she didn't know how to get food and well, again, she wasn't about to go home to clean up. She stopped for a moment, swaying a bit on her feet as she leaned against the wall of an alley way, letting her head press against the brick while she shut her eyes for just a moment. She didn't see that she wasn't alone there.
Then again, she hadn't really seen anything for the last few hours at least. She'd been running on autopilot just trying to process everything that had happened that night. She was 100% alone now. And she knew absolutely nothing about the world beyond what she had seen out her window. What was she going to do now?
