Andromeda's hands trembled as she breathed heavily, rushing to the entrance door to the lab. "One more," She whimpered, exhausted and bloodied. Using her elemental powers, the metal door burst open and she ran out of the lab.<br/><br/>That few days ago, Andromeda never thought she'd be able to break out of that hell hole. After some help from a kind old couple, Andromeda was back on her feet and now roamed the streets looking for any sign of a place she would belong. A particular group caught her eye. "Hm..." They looked lost, like they had nowhere to go. There was another odd thing about them, but Andromeda couldn't quite figure it out. " I guess I should talk to them..." She mumbled aloud, making her way over to the group. "Hello," She said politely, but with a serious and exhausted expression. It was true, she was exhausted. She hoped they wouldn't find her creepy, what with all the bandages all over her arms, stomach and chest, legs and fingers. Of course she wore clothes! But finding a bandaged young woman roaming the streets with a zombified look on her face isn't exactly the ideal thing that makes someone smile.