[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#DDA0DD]Antoinette McCarthy[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[color=#DDA0DD][b]Location:[/b] The Kitchen -- First Floor 
Skills: Enhanced Intuition[/color][/center][hr][hr]

Several things happened that turned Antoinette’s normally calm demeanor into something more aggressive. Her friend was thrown against the wall, twice. On the second time her impact was followed with the most horrid sound she could only compare to as the gunshot over the phone she heard years ago. Bethany’s laugh, Carolina’s screams and then Bethany’s words of her saying her friend was probably dead. 
Both of Antoinette’s eyes flashed fiercely and she ran from the kitchen into the formal sitting room. Sure, this was the source of more commotion but there were people here and if they wouldn’t help her, at the very least she could get them to go after Bethany since Carolina was indisposed. She would get her friend help, she would do everything to save her. The only problem was, the room she was now in was experiencing a rather phenomenal weather system. 
Rain, on top of everything, it was raining. That was a bad sign. However, it wasn’t all bad. Antoinette’s blue eye glowed brighter as her intuition sleuthed out who wasn’t in their right mind, as with Bethany. She looked to Storm, who along with Mira, made the 'normal' cut.
[color=#DDA0DD]”Please! Carolina, she hit her head badly. She's unconscious and there's a lot of blood.”[/color] 
Tears were already falling down her face as she tried to get these people to help her. Antoinette looked around the room, ready to bolt again, to find whoever she could to help Carolina.