Phoebe sighed, now she was all alone and she didn't want to be. Being alone meant she had to think about what she had done in the simulator, and she didn't want to do that.
She knew it had been the mist, but...it could so easily have been herself, really and truly, it had to touch on something that was already there, didn't it? What if she wasn't good? She ahuddered, sitting on her bed, wrapping her arms around herself.
What if, despite her best efforts, she couldn't be good? That was silly thinking, she hadn't attacked Sue, had she? No she had fled from Sue. But still...what if...she dug her fingers into her skin. She had never been out of control like that, and never wanted to be again. But what if there was some part of her....that she could never control?
Unable to stand being in her room, she threw the window open, leaping out, landing on a tree branch. She scaled it down, and just being outside made her feel better. A little, but enough.
Connor left the classroom. He would never, no matter that it was a simulation, stop seeing Ben dead on the ground. Because he had thrown him. The kid was sweet, and hadn't been doing anything to deserve that. He had attacked kijani too. Hd had said things he never wanted to. But seeing Ben dead...it shook him, utterly. he had killed someome no matter if it was rake or not. He had done it.
he didn't think you could get over that easily. He didn't go far, unable to. He sunk to some steps.