Zumi tumbled out of a small hole, having been shot from the Otherworld that she had come from where the Embodiment of Destruction and his followers had been placed. That meant that she was no longer around Vincent and it tore at the seems of the stitches above her heart as her heart started beating slower. She had been away from him for a while now, so she was no longer experiencing the feeling of love. No, now she was feeling heartbreak, a negative emotion, which in turned killed off the thing she just recently earned, and it was her first one, too: love.
So, now she was in the Town of Halloween, sitting there on the ground, her skirt ruffled, her shirt slightly torn up and battered, her face dirty and bruised, her hair a tangled mess, and one of her ballet flats were missing; her entire appearance was dirty and dusty, old looking, like she had been the skeleton in the closet for a health class, only to be brought out once a year.
"Great." was all she said as she looked about the forest she was in, glaringly. She didn't have Vincent anymore, as he had left her to fight and do other things. Or just left her. She didn't really know. But, it didn't change the fact that she was so alone in everything she did now, that the hurt crushed down on her whenever she thought about it, just like when she was alive, living an abnormal and bullied life, and the only person she had a crush on just up and left her as well, never once looking back till after she died, to which he went to her funeral and was one of the rare people to no laugh and attempt to dance on her grave. "Alone. Again." she muttered as she sat there, curling in on herself and pulling her legs towards her midriff so she could hug herself.
Now, she was a Zumi ball of sadness.
