Christa timidly backed up, nervously gulping and groping her pockets for her  MP3 player, she kept backing up and yelped a bit. She caught her foot on a root and fell back on her ass again. She muttered a bit and sighed. She turned her music up and closed her eyes, trying to wake up from what she thought was a dream.

She opened her eyes again and saw what looked to be a man coming through the Arch. He was rather tall. She looked to the other young man, the one with red hair. "I...I think we should run."