"I'm sorry, you don't have to continue if you don't want to, it was a harrowing experience I'm sure." The mood in the cafeteria was despondent. Usually this was a time when students would be filling the air with a nearly unbearable amount of noise. She had reverations about returning here, but she had a story to write and her editor insisted. "Um, hello?" She blinked and tilted her head at the student in front of her that she was interviewing. They weren't moving, in fact no one was other than her and Amber were moving. "W-what's going on? Oh no, it isn't happening again is it?" She scrambled to put her notebook away just as her wheelchair was yanked backwards by Amber. Glass scattered to the floor as a tendril broke through and impaled the boy before her. 

"No! Amber, do something!" Thea screamed. Amber dashed forwards. She had little interest in saving the human's life, but knew Thea would make things difficult if she didn't act. The spirit produced a scalpel and cleaved clean through the tendril. Without missing a beat she yanked the wriggling appendage from the boy's chest and stuck one of her syringe's into his neck. If he wasn't dead already, he would be fully healed in a few moments.

"Is he alright?" Thea asked.
"We're leaving." Amber took hold of the wheelchair and began heading towards the exit. "The enemy knows we are here now. If it were me, I would ignore those incapacitated and deal with the problematic variable" She said, her voice as still as always.