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It wasn’t until Elijah got through the door with the second woman, and the door closed, that she realized she’d been holding her breath. During those eternal seconds, she’d heard a commotion behind her but had been too fixated to look. Now she turned and saw the panicked man, whom she’d guessed was trying to close the door early, pinned to the floor by a new guy that she vaguely recognized; there was also a woman about her age trying to convince the second fellow to let the first guy up.

As the collective adrenaline rush started to ebb and one of the, apparently French, women thanked them all, Eliza felt a rather strong need to just [I]scream[/I] for like an hour; but unfortunately or maybe fortunately that wasn’t really possible. Not trusting her self to speak for a bit, she thanked the security guard with a pat on the shoulder. Her arms went slack and her fingers lost their strength, causing her to drop her bar. The world seemed to fade out for a moment, before a voice beside her made her focus. 

[colour=goldenrod][b]”Huh, what?”[/b][/colour] It took several seconds to her brain to process what he’d said. [colour=goldenrod][b]”Sorry…kinda zoned out there for a moment.”[/b][/colour] Absentmindedly she ran her fingers into her braided mass of hair to scratch her head. [colour=goldenrod][b]”My vacation? Well it started on a shitty note, before all this, and has been  downhill since…”[/b][/colour]