But there she was, alive surprisingly, breathing. Only part of her was dead though, she was completely numb to everything. She wanted to be alive again, feel that warmth all around her and inside her. The small smile of reassurance flashed across her lips in a slightly cocky smirk as she picked the cord phone off the hook. Dialing the numbers, she felt a knot forming in her stomach once the phone started to ring. It climbed up her intestines, grabbing at her throat as she thought she couldn’t breath. Casually tapping her index finger on the talking half and wrapping her other hand in the steel cord, she readied herself as she heard someone pick up. "Hello?" The soft, sweet voice felt warm in her ear even though there was no contact between them; the small word ringing about in her skull like an echo in the mountains. The voice repeated itself, more annoyed now but still holding some polite hues. Finally, out of fear, she hung up. So she was there, Shane concluded with a short smile. At least she was there, at least she didn’t move out of the state, the town none the less. Satisfied for the moment, Shane decided to go check out her old "stomping grounds" over at The Planet. Maybe grab a drink and a bite to eat, she figured.

Shrugging the thick, black jacket further on her shoulders while she hunched over slightly, Shane began to head towards her old hangout. It was cold, especially considering the forecast said that it predicted to be the coldest day in winter for this season. Man, fucking cold, Shane thought while breathing out a wisp of steamed air. Her old high tops scuffed across the cement sidewalk, not very much caring on whether or not to be lazy looking. Normally, when she walked, her head would be held high and she’d pick her feet up. Of course, right then her posture was down right pathetic and depressing. Like her dog just died, she supposed. This version of Shane was far more different than the one who had walked around this neighborhood two years ago. This Shane was far more fucked up than the last one to. But this time it was different, this time Shane felt like she knew what she wanted like she had her head on straight or something. It was the first time in her life, besides the time she had made that promise to Carmen, that she knew what she wanted. Yeah, so that promise had gone down the shit hole, she was even more sure than the time before.