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Lucasta skulked around the park, not entirely sure what she was looking for, but something brought her here that night, some sense of danger she was unable to ignore. The park had been her home for weeks before her time in the animal shelter. As such, she still felt something of an attachment for it and for the people who wandered their way through it. It was her duty to defend her old home, whether or not she still lived there.

She was meandering down a path when she came upon a girl with black hair. Easily she could have ignored her and passed her off as just another girl in the park, but there was something about this one... something that pulled at Lucasta's senses...

Lucasta approached slowly, wary. She meowed lowly to gain the girl's attention, though she did not yet speak. She was curious and intrigued, but cautious.

For some unknown reason, right after seeing a few people around in the park here and there before turning to focus on packing her things, while in the process of getting her task of putting her stuff away done she suddenly started feeling like she was all alone.

Then she next got an abrupt flashback of a scene she happened upon while shifting between channels on such a rare occasion as last night when she actually turned on her television as opposed to just using her laptop to watch any drama episodes or movies. Said scene featured a teen adventurer all alone in a sewer system when suddenly a zombie awakens from a side tunnel and prompts a shocked and terrified yell from the hero at the undead being's sudden charging attack. She was startled since the scene had appeared on her screen right when the attack began out of nowhere, but she easily enough changed the channel with the passing thought that it was approaching Halloween after all.

But now at the recollection, Elysha shivered slightly at the feeling that she seemed like she has fallen into the shoes of that hero. Her motions quickened a bit and she shook her head just as she placed her pencil case into her bag. But the gradually growing feeling of fear persisted, causing her annoyance that such a memory was getting to her and was probably responsible for this pseudo-scary state she found herself in with scarcely more sense. And at the not so far off sound of footsteps against a cemented walkway her head darted to look at a passing couple a distance away. For good measure, she had her gaze move to a teen seated on one of the benches around that same distance. See? This added check of her surroundings confirmed she wasn't the only one at the park, since there were at least a few other people around. Then just as she was returning her gaze to her bag, she heard a meow that caused her to jump a little while still seated on the grass near a lamppost and almost beneath a lone tree among those scattered around the park. Her head whipped around before it landed on the owner of the aforementioned meow and then she allowed herself a small sigh of relief.

"Hello," she greeted the cat brightly with a smile. Perhaps this kitty was also a figment of her imagination, or not. Regardless, Elysha was thinking now that it wouldn't hurt to go with the flow of her probably tired mind's imaginings if this was the case.