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"Slightly bruised and confused," said Keerah.
"Same here," said Kevyn, "fine otherwise. How about you?" He glanced around them, trying to figure out where they were.

((Interesting, I just got my senior schedule for highschool. XD Oh, and I suppose we could continue to give it a shot. But, if things don't turn out to the benefit of the role play, I will have to have a group vote on whether or not we should start anew under less chaotic terms.))

Allan had lost any and all track of time as he closed his eyes. He reopened them, no longer believing that reinforcements would be arriving anytime soon, and decided to get the children of his own accord. The research center would be waiting for them all, eventually.

Handcuffed in the Shed van, Jack Mills was seated on one of the bench rows, next to about three other people-also wearing metal bracelets. Right across from them, were Shed agents, staring at each prisoner like they were all monkeys in the zoo.
"Think you can get in touch with this one, Jen?" A man with mirrored sunglasses asked.
Jenny McPierce gave a low growl at Joseph Hardy, the man that had called her by name. " 'Course I can. The touch 's even stronger when they're unconcious." She said in a fine Southern Belle tone. The girl got up from the agent's side of the van and made her way to the Sheriff.
She got down on one knee, so she was at least eye level to him. Then, brushing what remained of his receding hairline away from his forehead, she placed her palm on his brow, wincing as his eyebrows knited themselves together at the touch of her hand.

Mills was floating in darkness. And someone was calling out to him. His wife? No. Nor was it his daughter. This was a new girl. ''What do you want?'' he called, which was almost barely a murmer to Jenny and those listening.
"I want to know what you know."
"What do I know?"
"Your power." She said.
Silence from the Sheriff.
Just as she was about to ask him the question again, he moved his head toward her voice and opened his eyes. There was no expression in those eyes. With his uncuffed right hand, he firmly clasped the wrist that was on his forehead. "All is not silent within the Halls of the Dead." He said, his voice was gone, replaced by something far more superior. "The Rooms of Ruin cry out to the blood that has been spilt."
"Wha-" Jenny tried to say, and Jack that was no longer Jack applied more pressure to her wrist, forcing her to cry out in pain.
"There is blood spilling down the throne!" Jack-no-longer called.
"What the hell is going-" Joseph began then stopped short. Jack's eyes had closed again and his chin dropped to his chest. The hand that had firmly clasped Jenny's dropped as if a lead weight.
Jenny broke down and began to weep hysterically. Only Joseph went to comfort her. "What is it?" he asked. "What did that b*****d do to you?"
"There were rooms. Thousands of them! The doors were open and..." Joseph didn't think she would continue, but she did. He soon wished she hadn't. "They were all packed with bodies." She made a wretching sound, but did not throw up. She wept openly in her hands.

"Right," said Keerah.
"Only one problem," said Kevyn, "I don't know where we are."

((Right, here goes.))

Boney had reached a main street. The carnage was less here - fewer homes, fewer casualties. On the other hand, there was a burning bridge not far away. But Boney did not attempt to manipulate any of the corpses.
Matthias was fighting back.
Perhaps it was the little girl who had given him courage, or maybe it was that he could finally push the grief of his parents' death away to deal with later. In any case, Matthias could no longer lie in shock in a corner of his mind while this... thing performed atrocities with his body.
Get out! he yelled, struggling to take control of his body. Go back to where you came from and leave me alone!
"Hell no," Boney muttered, walking a bit more stiffly but otherwise unhampered by Matthias. The boy was still weak with shock and horror. "Have you forgotten? I am you."
Then at least let the child go! Matthias said, recognizing the truth of this statement. She doesn't deserve to be part of this!
The child in question clung a little tighter to Boney's pant leg as Boney spun around and argued with his invisible partner, "She wants to be here. Remember? I couldn't get rid of the damn... hello."
What little ground Matthias had gained was lost as Boney spotted a new attraction in a parking lot across the way. Excitement flooded his body. Here, at last, were some decent opponents, more than just victims.
Boney strode across the street, deaf to Matthias's protests, the little girl following close behind. "Oi!" he yelled.
One person turned towards them, darkness cloaking him. Boney made a small motion with his fingers, not even slowing in his step.
The man jerked. The shadows dispersed. The man fell, crumpling to the ground just as Boney reached him.
Matthias screamed. No more death!
Boney chuckled, a dark, bubbling laugh from somewhere deep inside him. "Don't worry. I just left him unconscious." His grin was not reassuring. "I like to play with my prey. But surely you already knew that?"
Boney drew back an arm and the man's left arm drew up with him. But just as Boney was about to begin his 'fun', he stiffened.
Matthias also stiffened, wondering what was causing Boney's reaction. He looked about, but could see nothing.
"So," Boney whispered, staring off into space. A triumphant grin cracked his face. "It has started. He is coming."
Matthias was still wondering about Boney's words when a large vehicle careened around the corner, heading straight towards them. Boney, his short attention span already full, dropped the man and looked towards the vehicle.
"More playmates," he said, flexing his fingers, but to his surprise, the little girl stepped in front of him. She looked straight at the van, biting her lip.
Thousands of insects swarmed out of the sewers and surrounding houses. They swarmed over the vehicle, covering it. Shouts could be heard inside. Someone slammed on the brakes. The van skidded to a stop.
Then all was quiet.
Boney looked at the girl with new respect. "This one might not be so worthless after all..."

((Sorry about the rush job at the end, but my brother has to get on. I'm not ignoring you, Bayne Tarrok, Boney just didn't notice you. He's like that. sweatdrop
...and the little girl's name is Ruby, if anybody is interested. eek ))

"ok." She said in close pursuit. "Do we have an close Idea to where we are or are we lost?" She asked.

((Still here... still waiting for Endless. I've decided I have no intention of leaving this RP, but if he doesn't show back up, I am going to re-post my introduction.

Might I suggest we add a few NPCs?))

((AHHHH!!! Somebody post please!!!))

((Neh... whimper? *puppy dog eyes* Um... I believe I knocked you unconscious... in my last post... -_-; Fine, go ahead and ignore me...))