Great, now I look weak.... thought Laura, seeing that everybody was surrounding her, still trying to comprehend the images that assaulted her mind.
What do those images mean...?
Laura slowly gets up, wiping the tears away. "The past is over with. It's time to move on..." she saids, partially crying, but keeping a monotone.
She turns away from the group, starting to walk away, limping. "But if any of you stand in my way, I will personally have your head..." she adds coldly. Laura finds a suitable place to sit and does so, looking down.