Alice walked along the bridge in silence as she felt the wind past through her long, red hair. With her fan on her back, she looked over the edge at the water that flowed beneath it. She loved being away from people sometimes. To just get away from it all but she knew she would need to go back to training. Two years was long enough for a recovery. She held her neck where she had a wound that had healed. She sighed and removed her hand, covering her wound back up with her hair.