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Chris had to admit that this place wasn't too bad, despite his previous snarks on the whole facility. The next morning had come around, and he thought things were going to be all good again. That was, until he saw the mangled body smeared around. People were starting to panic, and well, bad things all ********. We're all dead," he groaned.

Though, one of the staff members called for people to round up to head somewhere safe.

Safe? Yeah, that sounded like a good idea.

"Count me in. No way in hell I'm sticking around this mess."

Bear had smelled the blood as soon as he'd come into the dining hall. Unlike Steve he didn't recognize it from feeding lions at the zoo. Bear recognized it from the time or two he'd run across a predator with it's fresh kill.
Which didn't comfort him.... Especially since that body looked a heck of a lot like an animal had gotten to it.

And so, Bear went into what he considered survival mode. His eyes darted back and forth watching for danger. He frowned had his friend bellowed repeatedly for him. Going up behind Steve bear dropped his weight onto his shoulders.

"Don't shout, shouting attracts attention you may not want. I'm here." He said, then nodded in the direction of the staff member that seemed to be a security type that Steve had been talking to.
"We may want to follow her."

Standing around looking for his friend Steve felt his shoulders get heavy He turned to see Bear standing with him "finally you show up." He gave a little relieved smile. " Uh right no shouting got it." Steve wasn't used to this type of thing, he's never had to survive anything other then daily life. He felt his heart slow a bit now that Bear was with him again he could sort of relax. "ya follower her."

Following the Security lady out the opposite way everyone else was going. All he heard was something to do with underground and the creatures never been there before. He was all for it at this point. " hell what do we got to loose." He turned to Bear with a nervous look on his face


EXITING TO SEWERS
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"Our lives, judging from that corpse." bear said wryly responding to Steve's rhetorical question. The fast that the staff was acting this way meant it was probably true. This didn't look like staff trying to fight needless panic, this looked like staff in hardcore mode.

Which meant something had gone horribly horribly wrong, in a place full of creatures with unknown habits and personalities, that may act nothing like the myths they were based off of said they should.

Without saying another word he headed down into the manhole of the sewers uncomplaining. It was more easily defended. The only issue would be food and provisions.

{Exit To Sewer}

Almost the entirety of the unicorn group had made it to the dinning hall, and Lesley was quick to join them. Mr. Green was welcome to come along, but he wasn't about to glue himself to one person when there was an entire group that he felt the need to keep safe. On that line of thought, where the ******** was Melanie? It was really beginning to eat at his nerves that she hadn't showed up yet. He knew she was a capable woman,. She'd been working with these animals for years now, but they'd never been free before. Never been wold, without the electric leash that was installed into them from creation.

It was taking a lot of self control not to simply run out looking for her, but he knew that the best chance of reuniting with her was to remain at the Dinning Hall.

"Tonio, Cora, I'm glad you guys are safe." He jogged over to them, one hand coming to rest on the woman's shoulder briefly before falling back to his side. "You too, Tooly." At least they'd all made here safely. That was important. Really important.

Hazel eyes flicked quickly towards where the body still lay before snapping back to the remains of the unicorn group. He had a really, really bad feeling about this. It was kind of a given, considering the screams, the blood. The DEATH. But Les had seen more then enough scary monster movies to know that the situation they'd landed in was pretty bleak.

September was going to vomit.

His sister had once explained to him that when you think someone really important to you is in danger, all of the adrenaline makes you sick and theres nothing you can do to stop it. He was seriously beginning to regret the fact that he hadn't taken her seriously at the time. He'd stumbled out of the way of most of the panicking, exiting guests, half out of a sheer desire not to get trampled and half out of a sudden onset of panic that nearly threatened to make him stop breathing all together and kill himself on his own.

There were dead bodies, and everything was going to hell, and he had no idea where Tobias was.

It was funny, considering the mass population of the island had elevated itself upwards of thirty new human beings in the last twenty-four hours and all he could think about was one of them. "******** me," He exhaled, sliding one hand over his forehead. Around him were plans getting thrown into the air. Go through the sewers, go to the docks, go here, go there.

Travel in packs.

It was a smart idea, really. The more the merrier, and all that shitty survival mojo. But he wasn't - couldn't go anywhere without knowing where Tobias was first. ******** a few months of dating, and ******** the fact that they hardly knew each other. He wasn't about to leave the guy alone with an island full of monsters and a handgun. September bit down on his cheek and felt a fresh, metallic burst of flavor. <******** then -

But what if he's already -

"Sept? Seeept."

September opened his eyes and whirled around to find his nose ramming into Barry's backside, a groan echoing in his throat. "<******** - Barry. Barry!" He slapped the others back and turned him around, thrusting his fingers into the others clothes and yanking him backwards out of the center of the room so that they weren't in any danger of getting trampled over.

As soon as the seizure of adrenaline washed out though, September started shaking, his hands tightening in the folds of the Aussie's clothing. "What the hell is going on here? Are you okay?" He shook him, his entire body wired through and tense and ready to snap. It had probably been a really bad idea to take this job after all. His boyfriend was missing now, monsters were on the loose, and who the hell even chose to let a handler with a past of panic attacks on board? "Do you know where anyone else is?" He paused, laughing humorlessly. "Do you know where Tobias is? <******** me, I'm sorry - I just. What the hell. What the hell. I was supposed to steal your vegemite today and theres a goddamn pile of bodies in the dining hall."

September was most definitely not calm anymore. Nope. Not at all.

No sooner then he had started looking for the guy, Sept literally smacked into the back of him. With a muffled curse he felt himself being pulled back out of the mayhem, and spun around to meet whom he was looking for. Relief swept through him. At least one good thing had happened. Though it appeared his British friend was about to kill over just by panic.

"I'm fine mate, don't worry about me" He said, before being barraged by more questions as he was shook about. "Ahh! easy with the shaking-" He held onto Sept's shoulders to keep himself steady, his mind still drawing a blank and feeling ever the more guilty for watching the other break down.

Though his comments about the Vegemite brought a cynical grin to his face. "Yeah, and I was supposed to take the day off and get drunk. Wish they had better beer on this island. Oh well." His grip on the other tightened. "Listen, I...don't know whats going on." He found his gaze traveling away, unable to meet the absolute fear in the others eyes. "Nor...do I know where this 'Tobias' is. But chances are he'd have to be around here somewhere. We'll go look for him, and then get the ******** outta here."

Ha, such a easy thing for him to say when chances are they were all absolutely ********, and the only reason he wasn't panicking himself was his brain had still yet to process anything that was happening.