She paused, mid-loop. "...When did I put on my running shoes?" She was sure she'd been in heels -- the suede half-heels that she liked so much for complementing her dress so well. It was a bit late in the season for a dress, but she secretly liked to cling to summer as long as she possibly could, even when constant rainfall threatened to force a cold onto her.
As the memories of warm sushine on her skin sensitized her, she became increasingly aware of the silence. It was... too quiet. Her ears perked up, trying to pick out a single sound on which to focus and anchor herself, but all she could detect was the eerily arhythmic beating of her heart.