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“Y’can’t just ask me to stop taking pictures, kid. I’m a journalist, that’s what I do. Araminta Daily? Almost all the pictures in there are by me.”

David shrugged as Abigail accosted him for taking a photo of her. She had been on the outline, at the edge of the shot he’d framed of the gaping abyss that used to be their town, but now she was accusing him of taking exclusively her without her consent? He raised his camera to her and scrolled to the picture he’d just taken, but before he could show her, she lit a cigarette and then bolted down the slope.

“H-hey kid! Wait! God damn it-”

David took off jogging after Abigail, almost tripping down the grassy slope as she moved to one of the warehouse walls to lean on and smoke. He came up to her, with his camera in his hands, and he deleted the photos he’d taken that contained her in the frame with the little LCD screen facing her.

“See? All gone. Now let’s get back to-”

[i]”David! A little help over here!”[/i]

His head whipped around as he heard Archie cry for help, followed shortly by screams of terror from the rest of the group. As he charged back up the hill, he saw the retreating forms of darkness that dove back into the chasm, looking like tentacles that had grabbed onto three of their group. But there was no time to rest; shadow monsters appeared out of the darkness that came when the street lights flickered out for a brief moment and were charging towards the group en masse. And shortly after, the revelation that some of their group had paranormal abilities; one young lady transformed into an insect, another man could fire bursts of sound from his hands. All he had were his special eyes. But no matter. Things were escalating very fast and out of control and David couldn't stay behind. Not when everyone was in danger.

David turned and ran back down the slope to Abigail, grabbing her wrist and yanking her away from the melee. Then he made sure to raise his voice as he shouted up at the group that was still up the hill, running in the direction of Tristan and June.

"Archie! Anyone! C'mon let's get outta here!"