AN: I guess I'm straying from my usual with this one, but my melancholy had been hanging over me like a thick black cloud. We keep plugging on, but sometimes hope is just too hard to find.
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What is the point?
The girl couldn't even be bothered to stand at that point. She let her body slide down the wall until she met the floor with an inaudible thud. Pain rocketed through her body, but she didn't care. Her head throbbed. When was the last time she'd slept? What is sleep? She thought hopelessly.
The buzz of a discouragement beam nearby filled her ears and her mind making her squeeze her eyes shut. Maybe, just maybe, if she dreamed hard enough the sound would go away. She could have silence. No drops of water, dripping their way to freedom. No Turrets saying hello. No terrifying, horrible, merciless, terrible, despicable… her thoughts trailed off into oblivion.
Her legs twitched involuntarily when she stretched them out. God, she had missed sitting. Why hadn't she done it before? Desolate gray tiled, rusted and in disrepair were her only answers. The green and brown sludge still filled the pit that took up most of the room, and the aerial faith plate still awaited her launch, but what was the point?
Many times it had entered her mind to simply drop into the murk below, to fall into the laser, to just stand in front of a turret, but something always stopped her. Hope. She had hope that someday she would be free. She dreamt of finding a home somewhere far from the hell she was living.
Maybe she would have a family. Maybe she would find her parents. Maybe she would find love. Maybe… Her head fell onto her knees with enough force that she assumed it would bruise. Not that she would know. There were no mirrors, nothing reflective enough to look at herself. She almost forgot what she looked like which scared her sometimes. It was one thing to forget another, but to forget the image of the capsule carrying around your soul? She shivered at the thought.
It was almost more than she could take. She had almost lost all hope, so what was there left?
What is the point?