The little girl just stared at the cold, hard black thing that makes light and noise. She couldn't comprehend what had just happened. She heard voices shouting at her. The world faded away, like the joy of Christmas the week after. Her heart seemed to slow down, and her mind was empty. Something heavy slammed into her,but she didn't take notice of it. "Shayla! Shayla!" Her name was called frantically several times, but she didn't hear it. She was out of this world. Shayla was empty, unresponsive. Nothing could bring her back.