The sound of wood contacting cracked pavement echoed softly, followed by the sound of a clunky and awkward footstep.  *Clunk... Step Step, Clunk... Step Step*  The sound resonated outward.  The pace was soft and slow, cautious and anybody who would look out a window or peer from around a corner would catch a glimpse of a young girl, too young perhaps... a long stick with a point at the end was being used as a walking stick, the girl looked to be in good health, except for the blood stains on her face and clothes, her eyes darting back and forth.  She stumbled over the cracks in the pavement and sighed softly to herself... something caught her attention behind her.  A Noise perhaps?  Maybe she thought she heard something, but it did cause her to pick her pace up, awkwardly running it would become apparent the nearly unlaced boots she was wearing did not appear to fit properly.<br/><br/>She began to scan the area frantically, looking for perhaps a safe place, or trying to assure she was alone... it was too difficult to tell without being right there.  The only thing that could be said for sure was she was human, a young teen-aged girl.