Seras couldn't see anything. Her vision was stained a deep, undying red.
But she could feel everything.
All of the misery in the multiverse was roaring within her ears, grating across the surface of her skin.
It was all too loud. Too uncomfortable.
Seras could feel herself crying. She didn't know why, though, as it was so unlike her.
Her mind felt fragmented. She couldn't remember what she was doing even three seconds in the past.
If she stopped and started to think about what had happened to lead her to this moment, Seras knew that something bad would come out of it.
Her mental state just wasn't strong enough to bear the burden.
She wanted the irritation and the noise to stop. So she lashed out as her body was accustomed to doing.
It was the only thing that felt right, even though her entire world was on fire.
She felt herself get stabbed, but she didn't care to fight back or avoid it.
