<strong>Mayson Siemsen</strong><br/><strong>Shopping center parking lot</strong><br/><strong>With everyone inside the centre</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Mayson made a bit of a disappointed face while Sana explained the realities of the situation to her, feeling a bit silly and useless for not knowing any of this stuff in the first place, and especially sad that human nature lent itself to the kind of behavior that the brunette was describing. Even the reassurance that their neighborhood would be relatively safe wasn't of much consolation, because now she felt terrible for everyone who wasn't as lucky and was stuck in a worse part of the city.<br/><br/>She just mumbled an,<strong>"Oh..."</strong>and then followed her girlfriend to the large glass window out of habit of usually going wherever Sana went. Mayson saw the other girl's reaching back towards her and quickly interlocked her fingers with Sana's, that too coming very naturally to her, although something about the tension that she could feel in Sana's arm alerted her that all wasn't well. Mayson had heard the whooshing sound too, but she hadn't given it much thought or realized what it was until the plane clearly came into view through the window.<br/><br/><strong>"Wha- Oh my god!"</strong>she suddenly gasped in horror when she saw it, squeezing her girlfriend's fingers and wrapping her other arm around Sana's much like she did whenever they were watching a scary movie, only a lot more tightly. Mayson wanted to look away, to bury her face into Sana's shoulder and not watch what was about to happen, but she was frozen in place and couldn't bring herself to move, her eyes riveted on the surreal scene ahead.<br/><br/>The crash and explosion was a million times worse than anything she'd ever seen on TV or in a movie, it didn't even compare. As she watched on, paralyzed with dread, Mayson couldn't stop asking herself how many people were on that plane and in that building, how many lives had just been extinguished in a single moment? And then multiplied by how many planes there were traveling through the affected area...she couldn't even wrap her mind around the number.<br/><br/>She was too shocked to even cry. Prior to this, the most tragic thing that Mayson had ever witnessed was a cat getting run over by a car when she was a teenager, and she'd felt sad about it for at least two days.