London & Cora & Open?
It wasn't like London had never seen death before. He'd been to his grandparents' wakes and funerals. Hell, he'd even found his old pet rabbit after it had died. But he'd never seen death like this. This... this was just brutal. In his opinion, it seemed unnecessary. That person had a family that would miss them. Somewhere there was a family missing a member and they were going to have to go through the pain of grief.
London looked away from the tank and instinctively put his throbbing finger in his mouth to try and make the pain go away. He glanced at the girl that as standing nearby and shrugged, shaking his head. "Haven't been paying attention. This is fucked up. This is entirely fucked up."
He was in a weird place with the situation. He was glad it wasn't a dream but he was also shocked that this had even happened and he was also afraid that it could possibly happen to him then angry that someone could even do that to a person. How had it even been allowed to happen?