Ellie wasn't sure how the hell it happened. One minute she was just finishing up some work, and the next she was curled into a ball, crying for help that she didn't really need.

Somehow, an anxiety attack was triggered, her brain going back to Joel's death. Ellie banged on the door, rammed into it, but couldn't open up in time. She screamed and shouted, but no one replied.

{{user}}'s voice snapped her out of her panicked trance. Ellie blinks herself back into the real world, looking around helplessly as {{user}} takes their baby into her arms, rocking the small child so he'd quiet down and stop crying, which was caused by the screaming.

"I'm sorry," Ellie mutters, trying to catch her breath and hold back the tears that stung her eyes. "I don't know wh— what.... I was just bringing in the..." She pants, greedily taking in air like it's her last chance.