[i]"Have you ever heard of the poem; 'rage against the dying of the light'?"[/i]

Aimee jumped out of her skin when she heard the colourful girl behind her, 
[color=Pink]“E-Excuse me but, are you the ones who set off the alarm?”[/color] 

Aimee opened her mouth to speak, but couldn't exactly remember, it might've been her, but it was in the wrong location. By the time Aimee had contemplated if it was indeed her fault the alarm was blaring The boy beside her spoke up; 

"I think I should introduce myself. My name is Fuyuki Amari. I'm a tester, or prisoner, in Facility #41. Judging by your attires, I assume that you are like me. I think bonding would be a good option. I know very little about this facility's interior." 

Aimee went to speak; [b]"Well it's a pleasure to meet you, Mr Amari, I so indeed believe that would be the best plan of action"[/b] At least that was what she was going to say. Unfortunately, she was interrupted by the shouts of a scientist quickly followed by the sounds of two loud gunshots. Aimee ducked immediately thinking they were coming her way, but looking around she saw the gun had disappeared from its original position and had appeared in the hands of a young boy who had mysteriously appeared. The first thought that came to Aimee's mind was; [i]'Oh my gosh he can teleport!'[/i] Quickly followed by [i]'Oh my God the teleporting guy just shot two people!'[/i] It took a few seconds for her brain to kick back into high gear. She closed her mouth which had most likely been gaping for most of the encounter.

Aimee waited for the Kid to stop speaking, hoping he would explain himself for shooting them, the fact that they were unconscious made no difference, it was likely they would bleed out if they didn't get help. Aimee sighed in a frustrated manner and turned to the kid [b][colour=fff79a]"We are not like them, don't ever. Stoop to their level"[/colour][/b] She picked up the radio and ran over to the two shot scientists. [b][colour=fff79a]"fuck me that's a lot of blood!"[/colour][/b] she exclaimed. Aimee ripped a length off the lab coat, frantically apologising to him. She hoped she had managed to wrap it tight enough around the wound.

 Aimee paused and paced for a few strides thinking for what she could do, she stopped and glanced at the nametag of the scientist and promptly moved back to the guns on the floor and picked one up. She detested the thought of even holding one, but for her plan to work they needed a real scenario. Aimee activated a transmission on the radio; 

[b][colour=fff79a]"We need a medical team to hallway G, Leonard, was shot, the escapees are making their way to hallway T. I repeat hallway T."[/colour][/b] 

Aimee fired the pistol into the air and cut the transmission. [b][colour=fff79a]"that should keep them busy and keep him alive,"[/colour][/b] she said gesturing to the crumpled scientists. [b][colour=fff79a]"We need to go somewhere; I don't know quite know where, but it needs to be anywhere from here. From what I can tell we're currently on floor 3 so, Ideally, we need to move down. I assume that their intensity of the security will increase as you get closer to the exit."[/colour][/b] Aimee hoped it would be as simple as going from A to B, but of course, it was never that easy.