<strong>Danielle Avena<br/>Pile-up Intersection, Shopping Centre parking lot<br/>With Michelle and Oliva</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Danielle did not stop, despite her desire to just sit down and rest. There was one more addition to her party (or two, counting Oliva, whom Danielle has yet to meet) and that was Michelle, whom she owed inspiration to and was one of the driving forces in Danielle's determination. By now, Danielle's clothes and exposed skin were dirtied by blood and sweat, but that didn't stop her from running back out towards the intersection to find a particular BMW. When she saw it, parts of her heart sank since the damage on the car seemed to mirror the damage seen on Mayson's Audi, but more so on the front and rear of the car. The doors were flung wide open and she looked around to see if the car belonged to the Michelle or not. Danielle hoped the car wasn't ransacked as it lay open for potential rioters. The car was too damaged to be carjacked and whatever sapped the power of every electronic in the area prevented it from being started up back again.<br/><br/>Danielle continued to look around for a sign of her friend, Suddenly a voice called out nearby, asking for help. She turned towards a woman seated on the pavement, her back turned to her, and in her arms was another woman. She rounded the figure seeing a bloodied nose on none other than Michelle. She knelt down, exclaiming,<strong>"Michelle!"</strong>The woman holding her spewed her guts out, probably at the sight of blood everywhere. On windows, on her clothes, on Michelle.<strong>"Hey, hey, you, get a grip on yourself!"</strong>Danielle reached an assuring hand on the woman holding Michelle and squeezed the woman's shoulder, trying to get her attention and hopefully, get her to be positive in this totally negative moment.<strong>"Are you hurt? We have nurses and volunteers helping people in the mall. I need you to come with me. I'm going to try and carry Michelle on my back, okay?"</strong>Despite the loud commotion around them, Danielle managed to stay strong, not just for Michelle, but for this stranger as well. Her voice was strong, as was her will to help out her friend and the friends of her friends.<br/><br/>She sat Michelle on her buttocks and positioned herself in front of her. She proceeded to drape Michelle's arms over her shoulders and using them as handles, try to get Michelle's weight over and onto her back. It took two tries, the first time helping Danielle to know just how heavy Michelle was. The second time, she used all the strength in her legs to push both Michelle and herself up. To make sure the woman on her back didn't fall back, causing more injury, Danielle took hold of the woman's thighs and clasped them close to her body. She hunched over, making sure the weight was upon her and not off to one side or the other.<strong>"Alright, let's go,"</strong>she told Michelle's friend and started walking towards the mall.