<hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><strong>Robert Long</strong><em>(temp NPC)</em><br/><strong>Location</strong>:In front of the high school<br/><strong>Tag</strong>: Everyone</span><br/><hr/><br/>Robert saw that Neela wasn't dressed for the night chill. So with a swift gentlemanly motion he whipped off his long duster coat and handed it to her. "I'm good. You need it more then I do..." His words cut off when Jin grabbed his skateboard out of un-expecting hands. "Hey!"<br/><br/><hr/><hr/>Jin's swing would slam into the nearest window and crack the glass with a loud shattering sound. The effort made a lot of noise but that metal mesh embedded in the glass refused to give and only sprung back on the board in her hands with a violent reaction.<br/><br/>The skateboard went flying backwards out of her hands and landed on it's wheels. Then rolled off into the mist.<br/><br/>When it hit the mist the sound echoed again and a flash like that of a camera went off in all directions from the unseen barrier. The boiling fog spilled forth like water from a dam. It poured through fast and swallowed the figure of the woman. Her ethereal form dissipating. A low nearly inaudible word followed..."No!" It was the distant cry of desperation from her and this time the silky smooth voices source was clear. It had been her.