Diedre awoke the next day, and declared that she wanted to take a walk. Staying in her house brought back painful memories. Of her parents,... her brother.
She got up, showered, and ate, and then she left the house. Not permanently, just for a while.
Dee trudged down the street. There were cars scattered all over the road, and some cranes were working their hardest to clear the street before more accidents began to happen.
Dee didn't really know where she was going. She really had no aim to go anywhere.
Later, she found herself stopping dead in her tracks... but she didn't know why. She looked around. Her bright emerald eyes landed on a church, right next to her. Dee felt... drawn to it... Like something was telling her, "Go in." Her curiosity soon took over and she walked towards the church.
Upon arrival, she looked around inside. She noticed a boy in there. He looked a little older than she was, and he was talking to someone.
She wandered into the sanctuary, and wondered why she was there. After a few minutes, she took a seat in a pew, looking around.
Dee had known, since the disappearances, why it had happened, but it wasn't until now she realized what she wanted to do, .... what she had to do. And she wasn't going to wait any longer to do it. Diedre let her head fall into her hands, and tears began to form in her eyes. She whispered, "God... I'm so sorry I've sinned against You. And I thank You so much for dying on the cross for me. I realize now, that You are real, and that You love me, and have always loved me. ... And I know I don't deserve it, ...but I ask You to forgive me... and to tell me what to do." The tears began to flow freely down her cheeks as she finished the prayer, and she rose her head from her hands, and suddenly, amidst all the chaos,... everything looked brighter. She found herself filled with... happiness,.... and relief. And that, was more comforting than anything she had ever known.