“Fuck…fuck…”

Geno gasped, clutching her chest as she tried to steady her breathing. Looking around, she saw the familiar background. Near pitch black, a faint sight of a flowerbed, and a star on the center.

“…oh god…ok…ok, I’m still here.”

Geno sighed, managing to steady herself. Fiddling with the red scarf around her neck, she grimaced. Isolation at its finest.