The black haired-girl felt guilty back there. Just what was she doing...? As the others probably thought, this wasn't the Aurora they knew. To be honest it wasn't her fault, it was completely understandable. The voices, the things that she heard and saw. It was just her schizophrenia. Aurora pulled herself towards a nearby alley, angered by the hisses that literally were spat in her ears. "What do you want?" she asked a ghastly figure, pinching the bridge of her nose. "No answer, huh? All this time--- my life was literally just a joke."
//Cyndus and I was talking a few weeks ago about how Aurora is just seeing things and that the school was just an hallucination. So I'm just going to joke about this right here, right now.//