the "broken" girl is dead.

Claire woke up with a slice of pizza stuck on her face. She peeled her eyelids open and looked around the room to find that she didn't know where she was. The pizza fell flat on the ground. The wall adjacent to her was splattered with what looked like stains of ketchup and spilled coffee as if imitating a Pollock painting. She pushed her small frame up with her fragile arms and looked down only to see that she wasn't wearing a shirt. In fact, she wasn't wearing anything that covered the important parts of her body. Her feet felt sweaty and when she thought it was because she was scared, she looked down and saw she was wearing socks.