Making their escape in the sewers, Elizabeth knelt down in front of Erin and tilted her head back to get a better look at the scrapes.  “Does it hurt?” she asked her as she untucked a corner of her white blouse and used it to wipe the small amount of blood drawn away from her chin.  

“I'm okay,” she said though each time Elizabeth touched her wounds the little girl winced from the burn.  Not once did she complain though.  She was one tough little girl and she hoped her son, while much younger, was fairing just as well right now as she was.

Looking up at the scene above them, her eyes widened when she saw Dallen jump down.  “What are you doing?” she asked.  “Ava's still up there!”  Thinking that he would at least try to help her, she craned her neck back to see the poor woman just make it.  Her name the last word from her lips as she called out for help when she was grabbed, there wasn't anything they could do now.  It was the same agonizing, painful scream that she'd heard fill the lobby.  Covering her mouth, she backed up until her back hit the wall.  They all stood there in horror as the screams finally died down.  Finally she was quiet, but her body still jerked as they continued to feed on her.  

Only when Dallen told them to keep moving did she press on, lingering behind the two of them.  “They ate Ava,” the little girl said, her voice shaking.  She sounded on the verge of tears.  “Just like the people in the lobby.  Why are they eating each other?”  Erin looked up at Dallen for some kind of answer.  Hearing the distress in her voice snapped Elizabeth out of her trance and she picked up her pace to catch up with them.  Seeing that she was with them now, the little girl turned to hug her for comfort.  Elizabeth held her as she cried against her.  “I want my daddy.”

Elizabeth could feel her chest tighten as Erin spoke; she felt for the little girl.  “We're gonna look for your daddy,” she assured her, exchanging a glance with Dallen.  After seeing what it was like up there, she was afraid of what they might find.  While she was trying not to show it because she wanted to be strong for Erin, she was afraid, too.

The reassurance seeming to calm her down, Elizabeth pulled out of the hug as she looked down at the little girl.  She wiped the tears away with her small hand.  “I lost my bag,” she said with a frown.  “I dropped it when we were climbing down here.”

“It's okay,” she said.  “When it's time to eat, we'll find some food.”  Erin nodded to show that she understood.

Breathing a shaky sigh, she looked to Dallen.  “You know where we're going, Mr. Larson?”