<span style="font-family:Handlee">When another hand grabbed her runaway lipstick before she could, her entire body froze, her eyes locked on the hand in front of her. A second or two passed before her brain was able to successfully send a message to the rest of her body, and her eyes flicked up, just as the man spoke. She had no idea where he'd come from, considering she'd been scanning the parking lot up until reaching her car and she hadn't seen a soul. Had he really snuck up on her in the few seconds it'd taken her to reach her car, drop her keys, and then the entire contents of her purse? At least she'd already dropped the deposit off, although that was far from her greatest worry at the moment. She had mace, of course, but could she reach it fast enough?<br/>
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"T-thanks." Faye reached for the lipstick, trying to ignore the fact that he actually had a really nice smile. Once she had the lipstick securely in her possession, she grabbed at the straps of her purse, pulling them apart so she could toss the tube inside. She quickly began gathering the rest of her things, stuffing them in one after the other until everything had been picked up. She was hyper aware of the presence of the man opposite her, but simultaneously trying to ignore it. Zipping the purse shut, she looped her arms through the straps and pushed herself to her feet, keys in the other hand. <br/>
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It wasn't late, maybe about 9:45 or so, but late enough. "The mall is closed." She muttered stupidly, realizing after she said it that he probably knew that already. "I, uh... nevermind." Not wanting to say anything else stupid, she half turned, shoving her key into the lock and twisting. The lock popped up inside the door, and she yanked open her door, tossing her purse in the passenger seat. Grasping at the top of the door with her hand, she glanced back over her shoulder at the stranger. "Thanks again." She studied him for a second, and then turned back, intent on sliding into the drivers seat and getting out of there. <br/>
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But she never got the chance. <br/>
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As she turned, she noticed another man, standing on the opposite side of her car. Only she realized in a split second that something was off about him. He... he didn't have eyes. Instead of what was supposed to be white, they were all black. He seemed humanoid mostly, dressed in black jeans and a dark t-shirt. It was the eyes... and the two giant wings that spread out on either side of him. She gasped, her brain working quicker this time in telling her to <i>run</i>. Only when she tried, she ended up stumbling backwards, right into the man who'd grabbed her lipstick. She couldn't help it-- she let out a high pitched shriek.</span>