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The alley remained calm. The murmur of traffic could be heard and the sound of people about their business came from the other side of the building where the street was. A far off police siren sounded as a bird came to rest on the wooden fence behind Aaron and began to chirp. In a small gust of wind, some idle papers shuffled about the alley floor.

The coast appeared quite clear, almost taunting what had just happened to come reveal itself as something more than just a brief daydream. But it would be hard to disprove poor Puffin's body in the corner of the alley, whose tail would wag no more.

Finally it seemed Aaron was getting a break, regardless that he was in this situation to begin with, it seemed like everything was blowing over. And the greatest news to him was the siren. Life was going on, and policemen were still out there trying to serve and protect. Currently if anyone needed some protection... well besides puffin who could of used protection, Aaron definitely needed it.

So now that he did not have to concern himself too highly on the thought of another attack from those creatures, he decided to drop himself down onto the ground. "Ah sweet greatness" He was relieved that the ground was so nice to him as to welcome back to reality. Yet, there was a reason he was there. He was going to head to the street. Again, it was his original plan, if those creatures came after him, at least he could scream and holler and gather other people attention to lure the creatures away from him. Sure it was a bad mojo on his shoulders, perhaps why he was screwed over so badly in the first place, but if a mass amount of people started to freak out, then the bulk would be saved as marines and other army people would bound to come to save them, right? Well he hoped that would be the case, although knew well enough from movies and video games that it wasn't always the best bet. Still he had to try it.

He took off towards the streets, hoping to find or see something useful to him. If nothing was out of the ordinary, and the police didn't come by, he'd probably walk back home. Meanwhile keeping his eyes on the streets and ground, oh how paranoid he would look.

"Creatures?" The officer repeated as Lily looked away. "Ma'am, I have no idea what you are talking about. Someone called the station claiming to be a passenger on the bus. They told us the bus tipped over and traffic was stopped. I'm pretty sure I would have been told either by headquarters or by the several people I've already interviewed of something about creatures." A police officer's job entails interacting with all types of people and this wouldn't have been the first time someone a little loopy would have addressed him. He figured he would simply try to end the conversation in a helpful manner so he could leave. "I tell you what, I've got to get back to the station. I'm sorry I couldn't have been more help but I'm going to give you the station's number, if you come up with anything else that might help give that number a call." He scribbled down a number and gave it to Lily and left before Eli and Daniel reached Lily.

Once they arrived, Daniel was looking back and forth between Lily and the officer's car which was now driving off.

"So, how'd it go?"

Jamison's head pounded as he was brought back to consciousness. The sounds of screaming and sirens mixed strangely in his head and he felt like he might be trapped in a bad dream. Slowly, as though out from a great depth, came the voice of Zeyla. It was mostly incoherent to him but he recognized his own name. He willed himself to become more awake and he struggled.

A burst of harsh light and a familiar face. His eyes were opened and he could see around him. They were at the bottom of a craggy pit and there were others with them. Across the way he could make out other people scrambling about, most appeared to be making toward a specific point, perhaps an exit. He could no longer support his head and it fell back. Looking up he saw the sky ringed by the pavement he had only moments previously been standing on. His head gave a particularly intense throb and he shut his eyes.

"W-where...happened? What am I?" The questions melted into each other.

How could this have all happened? So much had just gone on and everyone seemed so content? Were they not even alerted by what was going on? Oh, why should they? They were not around watching the horrors, but he knew, he knew all too well. In fact these were the thoughts that swirled within his head as he moved across the streets. In fact he was so caught up in thoughts that he didn't even notice those two ladies. Oh on a better circumstance, on a good day, he would go up to them and try to flirt with them once more, however... today was not your ordinary day, unless you lived in a video game and the person wanted to get a good bang for their buck and kept repeating the horror. But who in their right mind would do that!?... Eh, the first thing he would do when he got home would be putting some of his video games to rest... Yes that seemed like a good first step, but there was a lot more going on then just that, he had to plan, he had to think about things.

Apparently the cops were not coming towards his creatures, did that mean there were others out there? Wait weren't some guys talking about it in the park? It was odd, he tried to recall it but he couldn't... However he knew the threat was still at large, it didn't matter if anyone else knew, it would only cause more drama, more people would freak out and the creatures would relish in the chaos. So he had to be rational, he couldn't tell anyone right now. No, instead he would go home, prepare his soon to be fortress, and round up all the money he could get in order to buy supplies. What weapons could he actually use against these things? He never fired an actual gun in his life, never wielded a sword, besides the occasional lightsaber duels with friends, who doesn't have those? So it would have to be something more simple and easier to handle.

Ah he had tons of time to think about it, for now though, he just wanted to go home, and try to get everything he could. Any normal house hold item could also be used to his advantage. If these creatures were looking for war, they picked the wrong person to mess with. He would be ready, the next time they meet, he will be the one holding down the town and be the reigning hero.... Of course it could just be the years and years and years of video games that got him into this mood... could video games warp the mind this much? Probably, that and the fact that it was somewhat his way of dealing with shock...

Meanwhile as he was walking home, the though of puffin and Mr. Snaggybottom never once crossed his mind. After all, the dog wasn't his, why should he care? Although he knew that after this whole battle was over with there was no turning back to his old job. Nope, this was no average walk in the park, and in fact he never wanted to go for another walk in the park again.

The further he got away from the park, the more and more Aaron would blend in with an ever growing crowd. His home lay close to the bustling sector of the inner city so it would not be uncommon. The home was affordable for someone of his means but it would not have been lavish. As such, the neighborhood attracted less than lavish people. An odd group was standing on the corner of Aaron's street and shouting about something and holding up hastily made signage. The sign's read differently, but all talked of the rumored worm people and some gathering on Main Street this evening. The rambunctions group waved the signs about for any who would pay attention. Aaron's house lay only a few minutes walk away now. Its door waiting for the keys at Aaron's side.

"Just great, just freaking great." Aaron muttered to himself. Why did he have to walk down this path and see them all? Why did he even have to look over there, he was so caught up in his world, he probably could of pulled off everything he thought about. He could of built up a defense, could of stored up on food, gathered weapons, and have a wonderful base of defense just for him. Now though, now he was hit with how real this thing had become. Real live people were being threatened, real live people were out and about spreading the news to others. They were the brave souls, they were the ones who if died would of died with a great conscious. He? He would of died in his house going 'what the crap, if only I had more time to prepare.' So it became rational what he would have to do. Sorry keyhole, you'd have to wait a little longer before being fulfilled.

He started to turn towards the crowd, ready to help gather up support and let everyone know about the worm people. Yes, for once he was not going to treat life like some video game, he was going to really take a stand and brazen against any effort that happen. Although part of him couldn't help but sigh thinking about how the prices of ramen would sky rocket from a quarter to a few hundred bucks really soon, he should of grabbed some, but sometimes the price of being good would just have to be paid.