all I hear are screams

It would seem minutes would pass, days, months, years, but it would be merely seconds before the cool, cautious, reasonable voice of Lark would awash over her ears. She would breathe out a sigh of relief, eyes closing. But only for a brief moment would they close; that was all that was needed to bring up the memories of blood and pain and fear and dread. She shook her head roughly, green eyes seeking out Lark's in the darkness.

Was everything alright, he asked. No, far from it, and Lillie wasn't so certain how to say something. She was second-guessing her decision, but who else would she go to? Not Starling, not Shaye. Not Finch. The only one left was Lark, and she knew she couldn't deal with it.

"I c-can't stop hearing h-her s-screams," she whispered brokenly. Oh no, she hadn't meant to say that; why did she say that? But it was as if she was no longer in control - she was numb, the emotions within her a raging storm that never ceased, yet never was clear enough to even hint at the emotions she might be feeling. It was overwhelming, terrifying, and Lillianna was just along for the ride. She just wanted to close her eyes and sleep, but that wasn't an option. The moment her eyes closed, she would be left with the images of the shattered Finch, of the desperate attempts to save the girl. Of the poison, the blood. The helplessness she felt then threatened to overwhelm her now, and she would slide to the ground, an almost despairing look in her eyes as she tried to pierce the darkness of the den in front of her.

"Speech" "Language" "Farrym"