She couldn't hear his voice. She couldn't even really see him, vision obscured by her own damaged optics. They were just shadows playing with the light above.

She continued to cry out, not so much a broken record as she was too afraid to think beyond her repeated pleas for help.

But nothing ever met her cries. No voice called back, no rope lowered, no help came to her. The minutes ticked by. The sparking stopped, the light from her chest fading bit by bit. Even her pain was ebbing but only because there was so little energy left to devote to her pain receptors.

Haku was still afraid, though. Afraid of dying. Afraid of ceasing function. Afraid of no longer being, and never seeing the faces of those she cared about again.

After a time she went quiet. She wasn't gone yet, but an desire to hang on was slowly leaving her.

She didn't want to be left there, though. So she started to sing, with one final hope that maybe some one would hear the tune and at least find a way to take her broken body out of there.

But even that song started to go quiet after a while.

Soon enough, the last weak notes carried from her lips. Her body gave a sudden jerk, wide eyes going blank and head slumping to the side. The last bits of light from her chest flickered and died.




system error

system error

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