Mort sighed as she got off her plane. She hated that she had to go to another place to get away from all the chaos in her country. She looked around and pulled out a lighter and played with it on the street in front of the airport. She light the tip of her finger and watched it burn, not feeling any pain whatsoever. She sighed and glared at the flame. "Burn god dammit." She mumbled and someone came by, eyes widened and ran into the airport.