"Is there anything left on Earth?" she whispered. "Anything alive, I mean."
She believed him. Humanity in its attempt to destroy itself had made the world unlivable.
She remembered all too well the long period of silence and isolation.
She slept a lot and was grateful to her body for responding to her alternating moods of fear and boredom by dozing frequently.
She imagined herself to be in a large box, like a rat in a cage.
wondering what had been done to her. What had she lost or gained, and why? And what else might be done?