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[h1][color=Plum][b]Kayla Kirby[/b][/color][/h1]
“Kid? Where are you?”
Kayla sat there for a while, taking deep breaths and trying to ignore the deep voice outside that kept calling for her. She didn’t want anyone to see her like this, especially if it was one of the big monster-people. Deep breaths. 

Kayla didn’t know where she was, this was definitely an area of the city she hadn’t been in before. The buildings were all much smaller, and farther in-between. She didn’t know how to get to the area she knew- It could be anywhere, and she, at least, knew that this city was massi-

The scream was terrifying. It was unlike anything Kayla had ever heard, and sent shivers down her spine. That alone would have been enough for Kayla to brace herself even harder against the door she hadn’t realized had a perfectly usable deadbolt, but the fact that it had been so(from what she could tell) close, [i]that[/i] was enough to make her leap up from the door, run to the back of the room, and hide behind the counter there, shivering. Then, the voice called out again.
“Scuba girl. I don’t know if you’re from this Zone, but that was a damn Aggressor death cry. Move it, or you’re on your own!”

Aggressor? Death Cry? What was he talking about? None of the flaming zombie people monsters she had fought in her dreams ever made screams like that. Aggressor, was that the name of them? She had just been calling them by what faces she imagined on them, followed by the suffix -zombie. Janice-zombie, Markuss-zombie. That sort of thing. The voice sounded worried- perhaps it wasn’t one of the monster-people?

Thud-thud. Thud-thud. Thud-thud.
The vibrations started out soft, but became much more noticeable as whatever approached came closer. Or just started stomping. Something like that. The noise faded, and then stopped. Whatever had been approaching evidently went right past her. Or was faking it and was about to rip open the door and eat her. One of the two. Kayla compressed herself behind the counter a little more. She started hearing two people talking to each other, though it was muffled and she couldn’t tell what was saying. One of them was definitely the deep voice from before, and the other sounded like someone that had just gotten braces. Were they friendly? To Kayla’s experience, the girls with braces were usually very good friends. Kayla hadn’t seen anyone with braces in the tunnel, though...

Curiosity overcame her fear, though the potential prospect of a friend certainly helped. She made her way back to the door, which, most unhelpfully, swung inwards. She made the most of it, though, and cracked the door open, trying to see what was going on. Unfortunately, the angle she was able to see through didn’t reveal anything, so she was forced to open the door quite a bit more and stick her head out. She turned a bit, and spotted them about halfway down the block.

There was no girl with braces. There was only a massive, massive shirtless monster man that looked like it would love nothing more than to hunt, kill, skin, grill, and devour her, right after it was done eating its current victim. Additionally, there was a tall man in a cloak near him that was looking at him in disgust, but not running, or doing anything for that matter.

Kayla stared, stared in terror. Stared a little too long, because she saw, somehow, that the reptilian eyes of the monster crocodile had flicked from his meal to her. She couldn’t tell if he really saw her, because that snapped her out of it so fast she closed the door with a bit of her hair stuck in it. She reopened it and pulled it out, then shut it again.

Now, Kayla needed an escape. She needed to get out of this building, and go somewhere where the killer crocodile couldn’t find her. Her eyes darted around the room, and spotted a door, halfway hidden behind a shelf full of strange, multicolored glass cubes. In a flash, she was there, trying to pull the shelf away. It was extraordinarily heavy, even though it looked like it was made of simple glossy oak.

Try as she might, the shelf wouldn’t budge. By now though, Kayla was in a wild panic, and couldn’t find another way out of the shop. The stupid shelf just wouldn’t move!