Before Jo was running, just running. The only thought going through her mind was that of freedom. Well it was going like that until she finally caught up with the fiery haired girl.<span style="font-style: italic">is she.. drinking that guards blood?</span>With this thought she skidded to a stop, paralyzed by the thought of what it was she was doing. The girl slowly stood up from the lifeless body, just stood there.<br/><br/>"We're clear down here. Let's go, Ms. Night." a bodiless voice came down the hallway, probably belonging to the large man who fell from the ceiling. This call seemed to knock her out of whatever trance drove her to..<span style="font-style: italic">suck the living life out of a guy!!</span>.. Jo began running after the two again, catching up to them as they all ran through the hallways.<br/><br/>"I am coming with you.... I know this island better than anyone else so I might be able to help." Another voice that came from no visible body, only form the footsteps that followed closely behind her. It was the masked kid. She just knew it. The four of them ran to freedom.<br/><br/>Guards suddenly started popping up out of nowhere. Everyone fought. Except Jo. She had found herself pressed against the wall, in the shadows and out of sight.<span style="font-style: italic">Why can't i fight? i have waited so long for freedom, but why cant i fight for it!</span>Jo became furious with herself, and even the guards. She thought of all the times they had hurt her, tested on her. She also thought of the night when she was forced in a room with..she didn't finish that thought. What she could only describe as white heat encompassed her entire body. Flashes of bright white light filled her vision. So much so that she could only see the blood spatters that came from the bodies of the guards she brutally attacked. She became lost in her own battle, hardly aware of the paws that held her up in substitution for feet.