Chapter 30: Never going to survive.
MAYA'S POV
A stranger in a unknown place, with no idea of where I could start looking for them. I panicked, frantically turning around to find them. I forced my breath out, my chest beated heavily as noises echoed through my ears.
My eyes slowly swept through the crowd; I couldn't see any of them. I repeated this action, clutching my hands to my breasts, the faces of people distorted my memory and some of the people I saw somehow shared the qualities I was looking for.
I saw a woman walking like she was leaping on her left foot, my memory immediately thought of Marianne. As I rushed towards her, the figure became clear, it was an old woman, a fragile one with a sullen look on her face. I quickly moved back and held a pole by the wayside.
“God no!
