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	Marcus' mind was a whirlwind of questions and confusion. The teen who usually could always come up with something to say had no idea how to respond to the events that had been going on. They were being chased by monsters. They were also fighting monsters. Nothing made sense anymore. All he knew was that he and the others needed to keep moving. Everyone was either hurt or helping the hurt to run away. He and the youngest kid had basically frozen while everyone else acted. Standing in the cave among the others he vaguely remembered grabbing the collar of the kid who provoked a monster and running alongside him. The two of them would've been trampled by the beast had Aubrey not attacked it when it wasn't looking. His mind was still blanking on a few of the details which had lead them here but other than the injuries and Aina's issues they had all made it.

	But despite the fact it didn't seem like the monsters were following them, the situation wasn't exactly getting any better. Aubrey was injured trying to drag an injured Victor along with trying to help Hannei pull along the drifting Aina. Both Freya and Breton were starting to panic but at the very least it seemed Brenton's panic was getting Freya to almost ignore her own. Then there was himself, Julian, and Annette just silently following behind. This wasn't working. Who knew how long they had to get a lead from the low-level persona. He smacked himself in the face trying to get himself to focus. They needed to get moving and they needed to work together or they'd probably become water horse food. [color=red]"Julian, Annette, we aren't hurt so please help the hurt people move. Hannei, you don't know me but dragging your sister isn't working so help me get her on my back. Brenton, think about your dream vacation spot and just look at Freya's back. Bucephalus isn't going to wait forever so just GO!"[/color] Despite trying to sound calm Marcus' voice cracked many times but he still moved towards the twins. They had to run. Hopefully, whatever that blue glow was happened to be a place they could rest or was at least safe.



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	It's cold. The small, dark, and cramped space stretched on and on. She was regretting not grabbing a light source when she had the chance. There had to be an exit somewhere, right? Maizey stumbled along clutching her stomach. How long had it been since she had something to eat? It hadn't been that long since she had gotten away. Had it? She couldn't tell anymore. It was way to easy to lose track of time when you couldn't see the sun. Or whatever these monsters chose to call their version of the sun. She had never tried to ask what they called anything. Maizey reached out to feel the wall and slowly slid down it to rest. Where had they taken Hazel? She was always better at figuring out what to do next. Maizey had just gone along with what the older girl said. She was more action than idea and planning. The young girl decided that she would take a short nap before continuing her search for a way to the forest.

	Before she felt her eyelids drop completely, a cacophony of noise echoed through the natural halls to the ears of the child. She was soon wide awake tightly gripping the bow in her hand. Had she accidentally left a trail? No, it sounded like it was from the direction she was heading. She got to her feet in a crouch and slowly made her way towards the noise. As she got closer she could see the usual blue glow that seemed to infest these tunnels. She wasn't sure if approaching that light was a good idea but turning back wasn't that great of an idea either. As she got closer she could begin to vaguely hear the voices. They sounded panicked? Terrified? Both and more was the likely answer. Did that mean they weren't some of the monsters? Not really but chances were leaning towards that option. She kept moving forward until she could see the source of the light. She couldn't see the source of the voices but they sounded like they were getting closer. She nocked one of the ugly arrows into her bow taking a deep breath waiting for the voices to pair with something physical.