[center][hr][hr][h1][color=f26522][b]Cynthia[/b][/color] [b]&[/b] [b][color=fff79a]Lawson[/color][/b][/h1][/center][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] In Front Of The Sporting Goods Store Near Town Square[/center][hr]

	Lawson grunted a bit as they moved him onto a gurney and went to move him to the ambulance. [color=fff79a]"No worry ladies, I will see you at the picnic in a bit soon as I am all patched up,"[/color] he chuckled and took Jasmine's hand. Moving him into the ambulance, Jasmine was free to come with him or drive his truck over to the hospital. Either way was fine with him, he just wanted her to stay close so he could keep an eye on her. 

	Cynthia sat down on the sidewalk and stared at the ground. Mumbling to herself as always when things got stressful. [color=f26522]"Started ten years ago. A decade. A decade is ten years. Oh yeah. Ten years. How many? How many what? How many dead? A lot. How many more? He still has more. How many. How many stars are left? A lot. Yeah. A lot. Ash and sky, ash and sky. Sky? To see the sky so blue. Oh yes the sky."[/color]

	She just kept repeating herself over and over again. Tim pulled up in his squad car and looked around as Lawson was taken to the hospital. Adjusting his belt a bit before walking over to the group. He looked at Cynthia and sighed as he rubbed his face. Getting anything out of her was going to be a problem. Looking over to Roxanne he nodded. "Been a while Roxy, sorry you had to show up and see all this. So, can anyone tell me what they saw or anything for that matter?"