"Heavenless"
2. Connotations
Brigitte's shocked mind, numb still, resorted to connotations of it to keep track. It meant light outside. Responsibilities for the adults, jobs to go to, things to do. Chores and other slave labor activities reserved for children. School. Classes. It meant life outside.
Divided against life as they knew it was where Brigitte was. But wait...
Day wasn't safe. Day wasn't safe at all – it meant neighbors, it meant people who'd notice they were missing, it meant people who might look for them. How was she going to explain all this? How could she even hope to – could she even hope to explain any of it? And who would believe her? The only two people who could testify to her favor were Pam, and the corpse in the other room, the taste of whose blood was still fresh in her mouth.
A wild animal in her room, a corpse in the hallway... murder and unexplained, weird event. Blood all over the walls, struggle. Knife, blood, evidence, case, jail.
What the hell was she going to do?
One option, really. Bail.