<div class="floatleft">(http://imagecache6.allposters.com/LRG/37/3749/PCCZF00Z.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Sarah Black<br/><strong>Age:</strong>20<br/><strong>Crime:</strong>Burning down an art gallery<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Parking lot<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>-<br/><hr/><br/>Sarah had always wanted to think of herself as a person who would be heroic in a stress situation. Calm and collected. But when Tim broke the boards and fell out and Kenzie shot out after him Sarah acted. She was already tensed in a crouch and she shot out of the window, hurtling to the snow outside and rolling across the lot, not in the graceful way Kenzie had but just because she was out of control from sheer momemtum. She slid along a patch of ice and hit her cheek on the bumper of a parked car. She saw stars but she was out! She was free! She was alive! She hopped to her feet, rubbing her cheek and still working mostly on adrenalin as she looked to see if everyone else made it out.