ma... pa... where are you?
she remembers rushing to go save her pa from explosions, she remembers watching pa avoid certain doom, but where is he now? where is she?
the tiny girl stares before a massive city, confused about her sudden appearance here. with trembling lips and shaky legs, she stands, confused about what to do, confused about where to go. she’s as lost as the first time she escaped from the facility -- with no idea where she should be, what she should do.
and, this time, unlike the escape, it hurts. the family she loved, the people she’s grew to think as permanent fixtures in her life ripped away from her for some unknown reason.
tears well up and the droplets begin to fall from the corners of her eyes. she squeezes them shut and grinds her teeth together, trying her best to hold herself together even as the feeling of loss threatens to break her apart.
stay strong, anya!
she opens her eyes again. although wet, the tears stop dripping. she’s going to find a way out of here, back to ma and pa, back to school, back to the world she knows and love.
anya takes one hand and wipes away what tears remain in her eyes. determined now, but still clueless, she walks off with tiny, but furious steps!