When Kiara first saw the creatures, she had stopped in her tracks. Never before had she seen anything like them and the fear she felt took her breath away. If ever she needed those disappearing skills it was now. Of course, she wanted to help. Everyone who had a heart would want to help, but she wasn't a fighter. She was a thief who stole in the night. There was nothing she could do for these people. The only thing she could do was get herself out of here in one piece, and that in itself was proving to be a hassle. Every corner held new horrors and new bodies creatures and humans alike.

The next time she turned a corner, she could hear the unmistakeable sound of EVERYTHING breaking. Honestly, it was crazy that someone would make so much noise when they should have been trying to survive. What really irritated her, though, was that it was going to draw attention to herself. When the source of all this noise ran past her, she reached out quickly and grabbed him by the arm pulling him into the alley. When she noticed that he was a boy, probably not much younger than her, she let go. If she hadn't, Kiara certainly would have as soon as she realized that three of those horrible things were right behind him. Again, she wondered why he had been making so much noise if he was trying to run away from something.

For a moment, she was frozen in terror. Her head whipped around as she tried to find a way out of this. This boy next to her had no weapons, and she had no fighting experience. The obvious thing to do was to run, but when she saw them coming towards her, Kiara did something she never would have expected: She grabbed the dagger from her waist and actually used it. She threw it at the creature's head, hitting right in the middle of it's forehead. Whether or not it actually hurt the thing didn't matter. It stopped all the creatures long enough for her to take off down the alley again, not even bothering to check if the boy was following. All she could think of was the loss of that dagger.