Susan was walking into the forest near Refuge Autumn. The leaves of the trees slowly fell to the ground as she zigzagged between them with firm, yet soft steps. It looked like she was just walking casually, nothing much. Anybody who looked at her wouldn't have any other impression... at least until they looked at her eyes.
Her eyes were filled with sadness, pain, and guilt. They reflected her state of mind, and how disturbed her spirit was. She was the representation of a human with its mind completely broken. She looked like an empty shell walking around with no purpose or free will, always following the same pattern, always walking in the same direction, wearing the same expression, having the same feelings...
