She couldn't take it for long, feeling the way she did. The pain was gone, and she wasn't hearing any voices, but the lasting fear that they imprinted in her mind was too much. The other times, she heard only screams, and she had passed out before she had time to think about it; now she had nothing to reassure her it was going to be alright, nor the dark embrace of unconsciousness to distract her. Before long she collapsed into Zel, unable to hold back the tears that were now falling. She buried her face in his chest and held her arms crossed in front of her, her silent sobbing accentuated by the occasional jerk of her shoulders. She had no noticeable physical reaction to Zel wrapping his arms around her, other than to pull herself in closer, letting his embrace act as her only solace.<br/><br/>After a long while, she finally started to calm down enough to think straight. She knew she needed to tell him the whole story, and though there were still stray tears staining her cheeks and the ground below her, she gently broke away from Zel, reaching over to the dropped objects and bringing them to her. She flipped to a new page in the pad, and began writing slowly and carefully, hoping to overcome her still-trembling hands.<br/><br/>"I heard voices the last two times I collapsed. They didn't say anything, they were just.. screaming.. as if they were in horrible pain. The second time, the voice sounded like the same person I just heard, but the first was different entirely..I don't know what's wrong with me.." She was about to hand the tear-dotted paper to him, but hesitated for a moment. At the bottom of it, in small letters, she added; "..I'm scared.."