Capítulo 6: CHAPTER 6 - PRIYA IS HAPPY!

"Slow down … how would you describe it?" Hook pleaded, trying to reassure her. "A complete lack of existential crisis!" she hyperventilated as a creepy, awkward grin stretched across her face. "I think that's called happiness Priya" he deduced. The next thing he knew, she was racing down the hall, and turned a corner to the fourth-floor stairwell, "Thank you, sir!" echoing down the corridor. The lab seemed brighter in the bubbly dissociation of her disposition, reinforced by the giddy fizzles of the beakers. Standing in the empty space once more, she closed her eyes, reaching out to feel the consistency of an incorporeal memory. Natural pain and grief washed over her, caught in the rain as reminiscence unfettered itself from the black heaven, the turmoil of a firmament rife with an ancient loss. Time elapsed as she called upon the frenzy to dissipate, and slowly it did, until regaining control. "I'm ready," Priya said aloud. Down on the floor, she noticed a letter sitting betwixt her feet. "This doesn't say anything" she thought, looking at its front. Priya opened it and pulled out a greeting card, ready to read its contents. "Just a card, blank" she recognized, scratching her head at the curious placement. Wasting no time, she stocked it in a drawer and left the lab behind, rushing down the stairs into the parking lot. Thrusting forward the stick shift of her car, the scientist propelled down the road towards Sanctum Delacroix Cemetery.