She felt the fear trembling trough every vein and muscle in her body, as she watched with a beating heart how the rogue escaped the room in which she stood, frozen in time. The footsteps nearing the door with every passing minute made her wake up from her slumber of frightening thoughts, she kneeled down to pick up the soft silken cloth cloak, coloured in a deep-red almost black like blood colour. She swiftly swung it over her shoulders and hooded her strawberry blonde curls with the thick cloth. As it hid her face in shadows she stepped into the window, only to look behind and right into the eyes of a scarlet crusader before she jumped down into the deep puddle of fear she had created beneath the window. Landing on to a mixture of air, cloth and grass she had survived the fall from 2 high. Re-adjusting her hood she didn't try to use the mythical method of stealthing, instead she moved along the walls of the cemetery, her eyes the only visible thing in the deep dark night. She moved slowly, her body gliding inch by inch against the wall, the deep black-red colour blending in with the night and the walls surrounding her. Her breathing was slightly ragged, but seemed to be controlled as she glided her eyes over every moving object in the yard. Nothing seemed to notice her, but she wasn't noticing him anymore as well.<br/><br/>"At least he saved me..." She whispered into the night, before finding herself facing a eight feet tall wall, overgrown by plants.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>