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Day 1 [color=734e66]◈[/color] [color=7ea7d8]Time:[/color] Night [color=734e66]◈[/color] [color=7ea7d8]Weather:[/color] Thunderstorms [color=734e66]◈[/color] [color=7ea7d8]Location:[/color] Harold's Academy, Hallways [color=734e66]◈[/color] [color=7ea7d8]Participants:[/color] Raffaella Struna, Anastasia Arslan, [@Ti] Lhoren Ashdale, [@Silver Carrot] Manny Ryi [@Ebil Bunny][/center]
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	Raffaella's eyes widened in disbelief at Ana's words. [color=palevioletred]"W-What?! Ana, no! I can't, I-I don't..!"[/color] Though she protested, Ana had already started giving her orders to the fighters. Her jaw dropped—and her face, if it were possible, grew even paler than it already was. [color=palevioletred][i]I don't know where the shelters are,[/i][/color] she finished in her mind, hopelessness once again taking hold of her heart. In that moment, she felt entirely abandoned. She could certainly run down that corridor, but then what? Would she just... lead the other students in a direction, any direction at all, and hope they didn't die? What if she was wrong? What then?!

	[color=palevioletred][i]What [b]then,[/b] Ana?![/i][/color] she thought, frustrated, tears of desperation once again streaming down her ghostly face. Before she could waste any more time agonizing over what to do, thankfully, the other first year girl pulled her away by the arm and instincts took hold, allowing her to at least [i]run[/i] on her own two feet rather than be dragged by them. The first year in question, Raffaella hardly even knew. She was from a different house, and Raffaella was hardly a social butterfly. Neither was this girl, it seemed, so at least they had that in common. Raffaella knew Manny as the girl whose speech she could barely understand even at the best of times, and hoping to understand her now was laughable. Perhaps she'd managed to catch something about "a job to do," or perhaps she hadn't, but her face said it all regardless. Raffaella felt—no, she [i]knew[/i] she was utterly useless in a situation like this, and the girl that was now pulling her along was understandably frustrated by that. Honestly, if she tripped and fell flat on her face now, it would be par for the course, and she wouldn't even be able to blame Manny if she just [i]left her[/i] there.

	[color=palevioletred][i][b]Ana is right. You need to be strong right now. You're capable of that.[/b][/i][/color]

	The thought interrupted her spiraling negative emotions like a clanging cymbal, and made her reconsider her previous thought—just as one of those hideous creatures spawned by the Ni-Seraphi began to approach the two girls. Wait a minute—why [i]were[/i] they running? ...A good question, Raffaella thought, as she lifted her feet and then her new friend off the ground, giving them just the speed boost the girls needed in that moment to get away. Perhaps it was because Raffaella was so small that she could move so quickly in the air, or perhaps her tiny body just held that much more vitesse. Regardless, the two were now [i]speeding[/i] down the corridor Ana had indicated earlier.

	...But now what?

	Raffaella looked around the empty junction. Only, the junction wasn't empty; there were heartstrings pointing in every which way. It was a mess, but it was a color-coded mess. Several indigo-colored threads were pointing in a similar direction. Indigo—the color of worry. If they were worried about someone else at a time like this, they were probably safe, which meant that the shelters were probably... in that direction? [color=palevioletred][i]Woah. Am I a genius?[/i][/color] Raffaella wasn't sure if she'd [i]ever[/i] had as much mental clarity as she did just now. [color=palevioletred]"This way!"[/color] she shouted out to the other first years gathered behind her, her face the very picture of a defiant child who had no more tears to shed—that is to say, not a very powerful face. Still, it was enough to convince those scattering youths to turn around and follow her and Manny as they flew down the correct corridor.

	When Manny introduced herself, Raffaella was a bit taken aback. Still, when their eyes met, Manny saw the fire she was looking for. She quickly looked back, unwilling to take her eyes 'off the road,' so to speak. [color=palevioletred]"Uhm, I don't really get what you're saying—but I'm Raffaella! You're Manny, right? I got that part!"[/color] In a show of half-baked strength, she smiled.[color=palevioletred] "Don't worry, I figured out where we're going! Pretty sure!"[/color] she said as she rounded another corner.