[@Rin Okumura]
[color=92278f]"I don't know. It just feels odd. I don't know. I'm Ami, by the way,"[/color] Ami introduced herself. The stone had caught her attention and she didn't even know why it had.

[@YamiCuoreLaroux][@SaraiRayne]
The walls made a faint clicking and grinding sound. Maybe that of gears and moving parts. Arc's mind ranked civilians first. And Sonja seemed to be having a problem. They needed to get out, and fast. Arc could already see the deadly sheen of a gun barrel at the end of the hallway, and sounds got louder as more barrels began to protrude from the wall. The door began to close. This room was designed as a death trap. But if they hurried they could get out. Arc began to shove at Laura-May and Sonja. She quickly reached into her pocket and pulled out her knife again. She slid it along the floor. It stopped just where arc wanted it too. Right in the closing gap of the door.  It would jam the doors if they couldn't quite make it. But they were going to do it.