An alarmed yelp escapes her as she stumbles with the sudden violent jerk of the train. Luckily, Izuki’s arm is right there to stop her, pulling her tightly against her. In any other circumstances, Mari would probably would be freaking out right now, but she’s just grateful for not faceplanting onto the ground. Instead, she clings to Izuki’s shoulders for dear life.
Maybe this is a good thing, a thought fires through her mind. After all, it was the train lurching that sent them into this weird freeze, right? Maybe this is just a sign of it wearing off.
In fact, as the train rocks back into place, she’s just about ready to let out a sigh of relief-
“What the fuck…?”
“This is isn’t good. At all.”
Or… Not. She frowns as she strains her ears to pick up on anything that could clue her in onto what exactly wasn’t good. It was still as eerily silent as it was before, despite the train… Moving? No… It wasn’t like the usual sway as it ran down the tracks. More like a bobbing up and down as if they were… On… Water.
“Yyyeah, okay. Sorry, but what exactly is going o-wagh!!”
She clings to Izuki like a cat about to be thrown in water as a louder rumble shakes the car along with a high-pitched screeching noise. From then on, everything is pure chaos. She can’t even keep up with the series of shouts and bangs that ring across the car, while she can only hang there, eyes wide in alarm.
Eventually, the bits of conversation, (if you could even call it that. It’s more like shouting at each other) allow her to grasp some sort of idea of what could be happening. Apparently, someone else… Flew in, just now? And apparently it wasn’t human, either, from the way the other girls were talking at it. Also, it somehow knocked someone else out? Okay, wow. This is- this is too much.
She feels her legs giving out as she just sort of sinks from Mari’s grip to the floor, this at least relieving the throbbing in her leg for a short while. Okay… Okay. This was happening. Mari had no idea what, and by the sound of it, neither did anyone else here, but that didn’t mean they could just keep screaming at each other, right? Lashing out never solved anything. Crying never solved anything. That was a mantra she had mentally repeated to herself over and over for the past few years. Even if there wasn’t much she could do about it now, that didn’t mean that she had to make it worse by just limping around uselessly.
Okay, think. This… Whatever this guy, was, he clearly had a better grasp of the situation than anyone else here did. And what was it saying before…?
“E-excuse me,” she tries to cut through the cacophony of shouts, head turned towards where the small squeaky voice was coming from. “What did you mean by ‘it isn’t safe here’? What isn’t? Is there something we should be looking out for?”
Mari doesn’t know why she latched onto that of all things, but for some reason… She feels this sense of unease building up in the back of her mind. Of course she was uneasy since this whole ordeal started, but this was sharper, more urgent. It was almost like an instinctual warning, and as much as she wanted to chalk it up to paranoia, it felt like something she couldn’t just ignore. She swallows, her throat feeling dry, before she speaks again, her voice having a slight shake to it.
“… We need to get out of here, don’t we?”