Gabriel
One second.
Greta had felt her eyes slide shut for literally one second in the middle of a relatively normal news-day, and the entire earth shook.
What did I do?! she thought panickedly as a scream released itself from her mouth and she felt the building ripple. Paintings that had been on the wall rattled, doors were slamming and unslamming, and she felt as though a mountain was growing right from under her seat as her chair rose and tipped back, throwing the shocked girl backwards. Her head, then the rest of her, smacked against the tall bookshelf not far behind her desk, which tilted backwards and began its own fall, until some furniture on the other side stopped it halfway. Jarred, she slid across the shelves and onto the floor, her leg twisting oddly under her weight. Far too dizzy to attempt understanding what was going on, nor what was happening to the other people in the office, the adrenaline rocketing through her system prevented the pain from setting in. Flustered and disoriented, she tried to get up, tried to run, perhaps even tried to see if anyone needed help or if she could otherwise provide assistance for whatever had just rocked the earth, when her leg crumpled beneath her, almost turning on itself when she fell back to the floor. Her heart was starting to race as she had no idea what was going on or what had happened to her, and being so aware of her violently pumping heart was starting to make her nauseous.
"Is there—," she began, head slumped against the crooked shelf, eyes suddenly fighting to stay open, "can someone—I need—HELP!"
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