Adrenaline pounding in her head, Luna dashed toward the street, the horrible dread that seemed to swirl around the warg pushing closer and closer to her. Pausing for just a second, she threw up another small barrier just behind her, near the exit to the alley. At least she’d learned to do<i>something</i>, even if it wasn’t much good when she couldn’t do anything else.<br/><br/>She emerged on to the sidewalk, trying desperately to catch her breath. There was no way she would be able to outrun it for long, and she wasn’t sure if she could even hide from it. “Crap,” she said, peering down the street. If she stayed out in the open, there was no way the beast wouldn’t catch up, and it was possible that innocent people (not that she wasn’t...) would be caught in the crossfire.<br/><br/>So, she did the only thing she could think of; she ran into the closest big building she could find. As it turned out, it was a movie theatre she went to fairly often. She practically sprinted through the lobby, ignoring the usually-comforting smell of overly-buttered popcorn that drifted through the air and into the first empty auditorium she could find. “What could possibly go wrong,” she said breathlessly, and collapsed into a chair.<br/><br/><i>Just try to pretend you don’t have any powers. Maybe that’ll throw him off the scent?</i><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>