[center][color=magenta][h2]Charlotte DeWitt[/h2][/color][/center]

With the two men struggling to get the upper hand on each other, Charlotte took a step back, frantically watching as the additional guests hurried into the room. She mourned her friend, wishing that somehow, Alex was one of those making their way inside the room, but it was too late for that. When the security guard fired off the last few of the rounds into the undead and ordered her to close the door, she did just that. 

Once the door was shut all the way, Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief. She eyed everyone in the room, glad they were safe for the moment. But that didn't meant there couldn't be a new threat from within.

[color=magenta]"Hey, let him go now it's alright."[/color]

She had turned to Cole, pulling on his arm to get him off the man who was practically asking for trouble in an attempt to diffuse the situation. Once there was some distance, she grabbed his chin and pushed it to the side, noticing what might become a bruise but nothing the slightest bit serious. 

[color=magenta]"That was a close call."[/color]