Aneira sat frozen in place, eyes wide as she stared at the scene before her. The image of the boys corpse would forever be imprinted on her brain. Her eyes drifted up to the boy standing over the smoking pile, the one who was held responsible for everything that had happened so far. [i]Murder![/i] Her brain screamed but she was not able to utter the word, the sound becoming caught in her throat. Her self-preservation instinct kicked in as she realized that could very well be her and her eyes darted around for an escape. Being on a roof limited her options but it was then that she spotted a fire escape. She glanced over at the Heretic and seeing that he was still preoccupied she jumped up and raced for the fire escape as fast as she could. She threw herself onto the ladder and began climbing down quickly, her heart beating fast in her chest.