Seera lowered her head, cupping her rapidly reddening forehead with both hands. She looked up at Heena with a pitiful, teary gaze. "I... I'm sorry."
Heena kept her hand raised, her eyes flashing with sudden, raw frustration. "You know how to act like a child... but you dared to just die? You dared to let the pressure crush you so badly that you completely gave up on your own body? And now 'we' are the ones stuck cleaning up your mess!"
Before Seera could even process the scolding, Heena reached down, yanked off one of her heavy sneakers, and raised it like a lethal weapon.
"What do you think life is?!" Heena barked, aggressively waving the shoe.
Seera shrieked, instantly turning around and sprinting away into the endless black void.
Heena, completely ignoring the solemnity of the afterlife, immediately chased after her.
