<div class="floatleft">(http://images.paraorkut.com/img/wallpapers/1024x768/p/paul_walker_beautiful_blue_eyes-6252.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Ace<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Time Square<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Quinn<br/><br/><br/>Good grief, he never caught a break it seemed. This traffic was terrible, he couldn't even walk anywhere, it was going to drive him nuts if he didn't get to where he was going and get a little bit of relief from all of this insanity.  Then the man appeared on the screens and gave them the terrible news. He couldn't even move at first he was so shocked and it seemed that he wasn't the only one with his feet glued for a while and then it was hell. People were running, screaming, and creating chaos all around him. He looked around quickly and tried to find something to do but he couldn't get away from the crowd.<br/><br/>He pulled his bag closer to him and held it and suddenly, he was face down on the ground and rolling to his back as he sat up. He looked around quickly and then he heard a voice and looked at the woman who spoke it. "It's fine. Are you okay? What the hell is going on? I'm Ace, by the way, you are?" He asked her, the questions shooting from him as soon as he thought of them, he had no idea why he was asking her, she was probably a civilian and had less of a chance of knowing than he did but he still had now clue. He wondered if this was a test or not. He hoped like hell it was only a test, otherwise his day had just went to hell.