<strong>Danielle Avena<br/>Pile-up Intersection, Shopping Centre<br/>Michelle, Oliva, Tristyn | then with Mayson and Sana</strong><br/><hr/><br/>She had been out of breath as she took Michelle up onto her shoulders. Her pace slowed where Oliva seemed to be moving faster than her. Had her energy run out? She then saw a familiar figure emerging from the entrance of the shopping centre. It was Tristyn. She was glad he was doing alright, his arm now bandaged. I'll have to thank Miguel for his help, she said to herself as she smiled. Her grin didn't seem to get noticed by her man even when she transferred an unconscious Michelle onto his shoulders. She caught her breath before following Oliva into the mall, leading her to where Sana and Mayson sat.<br/><br/>Miguel was nowhere to be seen, possibly off in some other part of the mall helping out. She led Oliva to her two other friends, hoping Tristyn would come by a bit later. She was in the moment and had forgotten everything Tristyn said to her prior to her coming here with Oliva. She could have sworn Tristyn told her something, but couldn't recall what it was exactly.<strong>"Hey, you two doing alright?"</strong>she asked Mayson and Sana.<strong>"I found this girl with Michelle. Tristyn is carrying Michelle over here."</strong><br/><br/>She took a moment to get the whole scene around her. Everywhere, people were hurt, either in a little way or in a big way, and people, common locals, military veterans, and even men and women in business suits dirtying their hands in order to help out. Security guards try to maintain the peace, even as people shoplift items from stores. She looked to where she and Miguel and Katie set their equipment up. There underneath a chair was her camera bag, where the old-fashioned camera was. She also had left her cellphone in the front pocket in the hurry to get over here.<br/><br/>Danielle walked over to the bag, draped it over her shoulder and took out her cell phone first. She tried to unlock it, but with every button press, the device wouldn't turn on. So, whatever hit everything outside, hit everything in here too? she asked herself. She stashed the disabled cell phone into her pocket and took out the camera. Since the device did not require batteries to operate, Danielle realized that she could still use this, most likely to document this whole situation. Was it globally or did it just hit the city of San Francisco. She took off the lens cover, put in a new roll of film and looked up, aiming at the majestic colors flying the blue sky. An aurora? Here? A solar flare? she asked, snapping pictures of the natural portrait in the ceiling of the mall.<br/><br/>