"What the hell?" she asked, hearing something creaking. She was barely able to stay standing. Making for a wall, she staggered enough to reach it, but the shelf collapsed, spraying her with glass and alcohol.
That was when she heard it, and not soon enough. She turned to see the source of the cracking and screeching noise, and she was met, quite literally with a piece of the ceiling. Her body made a sickening thud as she hit the wall, and one of the supports that used to hold up a shelf burst through the center of her chest. The beam had knocked her about like a rag doll. A pipe, which had probably been part of either the support or sprinkler systems, wedged itself into her left side. Looking down, she screamed out more in frustration. It had punctured her cleanly through, pinning her between the beam and the wall. She looked up, shelves falling around her, and the rest of the ceiling, the part that mattered, came crashing down on top of her. Then, she bowed her head and closed her eyes. She was buried in the disfigured remains of the Drug/Liquor store.
When the shaking stopped, Laura opened her eyes once more, or the one that would still open. The other was still pinned shut. Her arm, the one that had been stapled on, was completely missing. The chain around her neck had snapped, and her coin was tucked, safely, into her bra. Her clothing hung off of her body, slashed and gouged and soaked. That was one thing that she knew for sure: she was drenched in alcohol. The arm that had been attached with staples was completely missing. She had lost it at some point. It seemed that she had lost her day pack as well; the Norn water was gone. Inside, something sank and broke into a million pieces. Now, when she needed it, it was gone. Hearing fizzing, she looked around, noticing that pills and booze were everywhere, and they were mixing their deadly forms into something greater. It was then that she was glad that she was dead; the smell must have been awful.
One thought crossed her mind at that moment. "L!" she exclaimed, eyes wide. Pinned to the wall and looking like some sort of freakish voodoo doll, she began to get frantic. Where was he? Had the earthquake hit the entire village? "L! Where are you? Somebody come get me off this fucking wall!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. "Fuck!"