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[h2][center][color=red] Christopher Drake Francis[/color][/center][/h2][hr]

Chris didn't bother to take his phone back from Ernie; Something like that was the last thing running through his mind. His worries for Siena and Brent had lessened as Ernie had informed the group that they are now in the tunnels. Still, they were away from the group, and Gregory couldn't make it. The very thought that these weren't monsters, [i]but people[/i] that were doing this to them pissed him off. It shouldn't, after all, people always do shitty things; the massacre that was their first day at the school was a grim reminder of such an example; Yet he couldn't help quell his rage. Regardless of how aware how foolish and impossible the task may be, he desired revenge for this whole ordeal. 

Having made up his mind, Chris separated from the tunnel group and slowly crept out the door. He kept close to the wall of the lighthouse as he tried to move as stealthy as he could, around the lighthouse and towards the rocky cliff area. He wanted to transform, but first he needed a proper place to do so, and thus he made his way and crawled into a nearby nook on the cliffside.