<span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #8080FF">Damiana</span></span><br/><br/>Damiana was listening to the darkness for any noise. She waited for a while, until she heard a soft thud. It came from the door they had just entered. She crouched down and moved close to the wall putting a hand over her sistersâ€™ mouth and against the wall. Clasping her hand around the handle of the pistol she slowly removed her hand from Aurelia face, bringing the hand to the gun as well. She moved slowly and carefully to the unknown that were with them now.<br/><br/>She heard the sound of a gun andâ€¦ sirens, in the distance. Being temporarily distracted she focused her attention back to the dim darkness. She could barely hear the breathing ofâ€¦ two people? Zombies? Damiana hadnâ€™t a clue but she stayed alert. Blast the noise outside!<br/><br/>Pointed her gun she said softly, â€œWhoâ€™s there?â€ it was risky, but she took her chance. Itching with trigger fingers, she felt like pulling it. But she didnâ€™t, not until she got a reply. Praying her sister would keep quiet in the background.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF40FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Aurelia</span></span><br/><br/>Her sister first threw a hand over her mouth and now she was pinned to a wall temporarily. She was guessing it was something bad. So when her sister disappeared, she inched her way further from the entrance. Hiding inside of a box that had simultaneously appeared from the pitch black hall, she felt safe in it, and knew that if it was something bad she could pop out and blindly shoot. She gripped the gun clumsily. Getting ready to press the safety lock and shot when she heard her sister speak and she listened.