<strong>The Forest</strong><br/><br/>As she sprinted forward, her target in sight, she noticed something disturbing. Her body didn't feel right. She was panting a bit more and more sweat was developing on her forehead. Roots and branches that once proved no obstacle suddenly became harder to dart and weave around. Her stomach felt softer, her legs felt softer, even her arms felt less defined. While she wasn't unfit, she was more consistent with her alias as a young woman just out of high school. Her body, trained to the peak of physical perfection, was now merely that of healthy and active girl her age. A branch hit Olivia's forehead as her reflexes slowed before she could adjust. The adrenaline rush of combat abated and she suddenly didn't feel at all 'with it.'<br/><br/>When she tried to push between the two brutes the blade of her knife ran across the stomach of the one to the left, But she wasn't fast enough to capitalize and dropped the knife trying to toss it to her other hand. Olivia had no idea why she was so off her game. But it would end predictably if she was captured before she could take her hostage.<br/><br/>"Let go of me, let go!" she screamed.<br/><br/>She struggled within the grasp of the two strange creatures that didn't register on her heat sensor. What was with them, their was no warmth from their bodies, they felt like their temperature was the same as the night air.<br/><br/>"I'm innocent, I'm a tourist and I demand a hearing," she said, still playing her cover despite the near futility, "You're doing strange things on this island and you intend to kill me because I saw something weird!"