Lajila Nox
Jila just lay there, not noticing the glass that pierced her skin and drew blood. She was shivering rather violently. The whole events of the evening had her absolutely shaken up. She didn't know what was what, since flames were starting to spread over the train. The noise was too much for her patience and she curled up, wincing as she did so. She was about to take out her phone but a vision flashed in her mind.
Blood. Screaming. Blackness. She couldn't see a thing and smoke made her cough voilently. She had no idea what was going on. As far as she could tell, as she looked around, only James, Lily, the kid, and the dog survived this excluding herself. Bodies littered the ground, smoking and horrifying. She tried to close her eyes but they wouldn't close. Then a voice spoke. "Survive, Lajila Nox. You must survive..."