River was wheeled into her room, a picture of stillness and serenity in place of the cold fire that had burned into her eyes moments ago in the heat and heart of battle. Glancing down at her with a vaguely irritated look in her eye, the nurse sighed, leaving the restrained girl to her own nightmares as the heavy door slammed shut behind her.

Silence hung heavily in the room as River didn't make a sound, lost in her own, twisted web of dreams and eternities. The girl was sleeping, and the weapon was dormant. Hours, minutes, seconds... All of it was the same here, the eerie forever clinging to her as she lay still, awaiting punishment, execution, or pardon.