Justice got to the kitchen through the broken window. This place was empty; all kitchen appliances were taken away. Walls got marks from the kitchen cabinets, which were not there anymore; the tile was broken and shattered all over the floor. There was no kitchen lamp on the ceiling, no stove, no fridge just a broken sink clogged with dirty clothes.
Justice walked straight to the living room. That room was dark and completely empty except an old nasty matrass in the corner. Somebody definitely was camping in this house for a while but not anymore. That matrass wasn't touched quite long time, everything was covered with thick layer of dust. Justice came back to the kitchen and went upstairs. There it was her room and two more rooms, one belonged to her brothers and one was a master bedroom. Justice pushed a door to her brothers' room with her foot. It opened slowly with a squeaking noise. The room was also dark and empty, nothing on the floor or walls, not even a lamp on the ceiling. She left and walked to her own room, opened it the same way as the first one. One of the wooden panels was a little bit broken so some light came into the room. There was a chair, and old, crusty velvet chair, there was a big purple stain all over it. Other than that this room was also empty. The master bedroom had some light from the outside but there was just a big pile of cloth on the floor, somebody tried to make a bed for himself. Justice walked into the master bathroom and the sink there was full of injection syringes, the floor was covered with empty bottles and piss stains. A bath tub was used as a bed. Justice saw all red stains and dirty cloth inside the tub and thought that maybe somebody gave a birth in this tub. Somebody who couldn't ask for help or go to the hospital.
Justice shrugged her shoulders and came back to her room. She remembered how it looked like when she was a child but this chair. This chair was never even in the house at least Justice got no memories about this chair. She walked up the right side of the room and squat down the wall across from the chair. The memories of her day arose as bright flashes. She remembered the church and Christopher looking at her and James Gordon and guests and after that she didn't remember anything. How she end up being in this house. Justice panicked she held her head with hands and tried to remember what was next after the church. She was on the subway going here. Was it her plan to go here or she just randomly got here, how she remembered the road, what station she got out on… what she was doing all this time up until now. It was blank no memories. Justice looked at her hands and dress and shoes and panicked even more. It all was bloody and wet, she stunk as a rotten piece of meat, she wanted to take a shower and call Christopher and he had to pick her up from this nasty place. But no he couldn't pick her up, he lied to her and betrayed her that was how she end up being here. She got abandoned again and there was no place for her anymore. She was almost a married woman and she was about to have a real family which had never had and now it was ruined again.
"Maybe I am not supposed to have a family and be happy. What if there is nothing for me in this life." – she thought. "But what if having a family and be happy is not a life goal it's just a common suggestion. What if being alone is being free and being free is the happiness. Happiness doesn't come from family or a house and a car, kids and a big garden. Happiness comes from within and if you are not happy where you are it doesn't matter what you have because you don't have happiness you just have things."
Justice stood up and looked outside though the broken wooden panel on the window. The rain stopped but it was getting darker the day light was going away. Justice looked on herself one more time and went to the master bedroom. This big pile of cloth on the floor was mainly containing some clothes and blankets. Justice pulled a long t-shirt. She took all her wedding dress and a cape and left it on the floor. Only underwear left on her cold and shaking body. Justice put a long shirt on; it was even colder now and walked to the bathroom in her boots. There was a broken mirror Justice looked at herself and tried to take some blood out with her own spittle. Didn't do much but it was better than before. In the corner behind the tub Justice saw slippers very crusty but she decided it was better than her bloody shoes. She left all her wedding outfit on the floor and left the house.
She realized she got to get home. Despaired and cold Justice walked back to the subway station. She looked crazy; she looked like a mad and sick woman in a long shirt and slippers in October. Streets were empty it allowed her to think without being afraid to be called. She tried to remember how she got to the house, at some point she thought somebody picked her up and dropped here, but where the blood came from. Justice was lost in her thoughts but she knew the road so that convinced her that she walked to her old house on her own. Maybe she felt at some point in some red and stinky mud but it wasn't mud and she knew it. One more turn and there would be a train station and Justice would be able to go home.
The time she turned she saw a big crowd of people next to the entrance to the subway.
Did you see him? – people were talking to each other while Justice tried to get to the entrance.
I saw him! He is dead for sure!
Who is he!?
How I know! I don't know! Some dude.
They say he ain't from the Zone!
No way! Fucker! Fuck he was doing here! Now they'll say we murdered him!
But we kinda did murder him! He is dead in the Zone!
Fuck off! You know what I mean! They will make it hell for us! I got kids!
Justice walked inside the station and there were nobody. She guessed that everyone including workers was outside because something happened next to the station. Justice crouched under the turnstile and walked on the station. The train came pretty fast but it wasn't coming for a long time because the platform was crowded. Justice was standing in the dark corner she didn't want to be seen in these clothes she got on. She was afraid to sit in the cab so she asked train drivers to ride with them.
Fuck off! You stink! Get in the cab or walk! – told her one of them.
Justice set in the cab and at that point she was freezing, her tows got blue in the slippers, she felt miserable and she looked miserable.