[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#DDA0DD]Antoinette McCarthy[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[color=#DDA0DD][b]Location:[/b][/color] Annie, Carolina and October’s Home ---> The Palace Grounds E5 -- New York City, New York.
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Antoinette sat in the back of the car quite content. There wasn’t time to change so she would show up to the execution with her clothes covered in paint. She was absentmindedly trying to wipe paint off of her hands and her face though. She watched the trees move past her in a blur, naming street after street that she knew well and turned around to watch the park that she frequented go by. She loved New York and the liveliness here. There were people from all walks of life here. Even if most of them lived in fear. Antoinette sighed and sat back, staring at the red paint on her hands. Was the real New York just a lively? Was it better? Antoinette wanted to know but she was afraid. 
They finally reached the Palace and the execution site. October left her and Carolina and Antoinette looked at the hanging posts. How awful would this day be. She turned her attention to watch the prisoners being pulled out one by one and led to a platform. Before they could reach their destination though there was a sudden commotion. A bullet, an arrow flying and then people screaming, yelling and more violence. Antoinette grabbed onto Carolina, confused and not having a clue on what they should do. [color=#DDA0DD]”We need to get out of here,”[/color] she said shakily. Both of Antoinette's eyes flared in and out with their enhanced colours, her body unsure of what she needed to do. Fight or flee. Right now it seemed to take a third option and freeze.