Prologue
"CLAUDIA! PETE! MYKA!" I heard Artie yell from the office. I groan and break into a sprint towards the front of the warehouse. It takes a bit but I eventually make it back. I walk in and see that Claudia and Pete are already there. Claudia is non-committedly typing something on the computer. Pete's eating cookies. Artie and Leena are arguing about something. Everything is normal.
"Hey. What's up?" I ask Artie, trying to break up whatevers going on.
"We got a ping." Claudia mumbles.
"Where?" I ask as we all go over to Claudia. Her hair was ruffled(and not in the pretty way), there were giant black bags under her eyes from no sleep, her eyes were red and puffy(crying, again), and her voice was congested. She hadn't slept in a couple nights. Nightmares, again. Brilliant. Ever since Steve died, Claudia hadn't been the same. Her eyeliner was darker, she was getting thinner, she hadn't been sleeping often, and she didn't care about tinkering with artifacts. It was a shock to everyone, how different Claudia acted now.
"I don't know! Why do you automatically think that I have all the answers!" she snaps then stands up abruptly. Her chair flies back and knocks over the table with Pete's cookies. He caught the plate, but couldn't save the table.
"Claudia, stop." Leena whispered, pleading. Claudia had been really agressive and moody to everyone. If you ask her more that one question at a time, she thinks we're invading her privacy and trying to get inside her head. Its really affecting Leena.
"Shut up! I'm leaving. I'll be back later." she storms out the door, tears streaming. No one goes after her. She said she'd be back and we trust her. Right?
I know I already have a lot of incompleted stories, but I really had to post this.
Review if you want more. I'll delete it if no one likes it.