It wasn’t much about her torn clothes but her world as she had known being torn apart. Piece by piece, bit by bit.
An earthquake or volcano eruption was a much better plot for her than this very instance where she realised she was alive. But would also have to live with the fact that she survived.
Nikki wasn’t Nikki anymore and Nikki had lost her love and trust for the world…
Her world has been meddled with….