After a few minutes, the girl began to wake up. She opened her eyelids slowly. Her pupils seemed to be sensitive to the strong sunlight that was being projected on Nemesis at that hour of the day.
The little girl had dark brown long hair, just like Rick's. It was wavy, particularly on its extremes. Her eyes had a different color than the hair, they were of a much lighter shade of brown. She was nearly 120 centimeters tall and was wearing a white dress detailed with laces.
She seemed very confused as she raised the upper part of her body and looked around. Her eyes were trying to get used to the sunlight, they were dilated and she was blinking really fast.
"Where am I? Where is... where is daddy?" She wondered as she rubbed her eyes repeatedly.
"So... that's his daughter... That's Susan," Clay muttered while clenching his fists. He couldn't accept that the church was capable to kill such a cute little girl that seemed so naive and pure.
