She felt like she was suffocating, her breath knocked out of her as she blinked awake. The peace that tried to sweep over and mimic how she had felt back home was quickly torn apart as she struggled to breathe. The blanket and sheets felt stifling, Nick’s presence beside her too much to feel when any sort of touch had been lost, never to be truly gained again because of what had happened.
Because of her sacrifice.
Barely even seventeen years old and she’d bled out surrounded by some of the people she loved. Saying goodbye far before she ever should have.
She kicked at the sheets, mouth open in a silent scream, before she teleported out of the room, not sure where she was even going as she landed in the dense forest.
It wasn’t even her body that she’d died in. Sabrina Morningstar’s the one that she’d met her end in, the other version of herself dying in her arms weeks before.
There had been no happiness for her almost twin. No happy end for either of them. Only a waste of a life, both cut short as they both sacrificed themselves for the world.
Sabrina hated it, slamming her hands against the cold ground. She pulled at the grass, throwing it as she wailed, the harpies echoing her cries.
The world was saved.
All it had cost was her life.
She had accepted it so easily back home, but none of her reasoning made sense to her after living in Vallo, after seeing what her life could be like away from all of the shitty situations that Greendale held for her. Not that she could ever go back there anyway. Leaving meant death now.
No future at all.
What had been the point of any of it? One long year of trauma after trauma culminating in nothingness. Hopelessness settled into her bones, her wailing ceasing as she grew numb, letting it wrap around her as she shut down. The memories were too much, the reality of the loss of everything too big and Sabrina simply wrapped her arms around her knees, hugging them tightly to her chest as she shut her eyes and wished that she could stop thinking.