Still Shattered:
Melinda has been cleared for getting up and walking around, and wants to see the grounds. She's walked through the living areas, the kitchen, all the areas where she has clearance.
She steps outside. The jumpsuit they've provided her helps cut down on the late-winter chill, but she doesn't notice anyway. She still feels frozen through to her soul.
If she still has one.
She walks through the frosted ground, hearing the grass crunch under her feet. And it reminds her of the sound of her own body, turned to glass, shattering into deadly shards... and the blood running over it...
She stops walking, realizing she's come to a small lake on the edge of the grounds. And she stares at it, a thin sheet of ice, barely more than frost, covering it. And she considers...
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