[center][hr][hr][h1][color=f26522][b]Cynthia McMillan[/b][/color][/h1]
[img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/4d0a8d8b89f9b63b583b0db9bc7cd62b/tumblr_ntqoqw0aQQ1up42jgo2_500.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] In Front Of The Sporting Goods Store Near Town Square[/center][hr]

	Cynthia just kept rocking back and forth muttering to herself as she watched Lawson run down the alleyway towards or after whoever had been in the store. Mumbling about maybe he would catch the star, catch the star, catch the shooting star. Over and over again. Her eyes looking out the window and then over to Riley and Tuesday before darting back again. Her hand coming to her lip as she began to gnaw on her nail, trying to ease the voices in her head and the twitching feeling in the pit of her stomach. 

	Then there was the sound of a shot fired, causing Cynthia to nearly leap out of her skin. And another shot, her eyes widening as she screamed. [color=f26522]"David!"[/color] she yelled as she tried to open the door and bolt but she couldn't. Her hands were far to shaky to get a hold of the handle and get it open. She was completely flipping out at his point, going mad from fear. 

	Finally the was able to get a grip on it and tumbled back out of the car. Another shot fired off and she spun around, looking back at Riley and Tuesday before hazarding a glance towards Jasmine in the truck and then tearing off down the Alleyway but she was stopped in her tracks as she face planted into a very bloodied Lawson stumbling back out of narrow space and catching her in his arms. [color=fff79a]"Whoa, no no no Cynthia, you can't go back there,"[/color] he said weakly as he slunk to the ground. Cynthia stepped back to find herself covered in blood.