<strong>Grayson Park</strong><br/><br/>Nadia saw the gun come out and it was as if it was slow motion. Alan clutched his leg and she watched him stumble to the ground. "Motherfucker!" She shouted, not so much a label for the creature as an exclamation of anger, terror, confusion, and concern wrapped into one expletive.<br/><br/>In a brief second of clarity, she looked past the monster to the child running away, and she perceived something terrible. She couldn't be sure what sense it was that told her something terrible was going on with the boy, but somehow she knew it was taking place. It was as if any evil in the area was trying to overtake him. Or perhaps he was drawing it in intentionally...<br/><br/>All she knew for sure was that she had to stop it before it happened. She abruptly changed course and ran past the father. A few moments later, and she dropped her shoulder and let her momentum carry her directly into the boy, successfully toppling him into the grass. Though she hadn't yet used it, she still tightly gripped the ratchet she carried. She continued to utilize her momentum until she was clear of the kid, and gracefully regained her footing in one fluid motion.<br/><br/>