<strong>Robert long</strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>:lost in the school<br/><strong>Tag</strong>:Maggie<br/><hr/><br/>Robert had never felt so relieved to see anyone then when he saw Maggie. “I’m scared too,” he said his own breath coming in labored gasps. “I can’t breathe either. I fell like I’m in my grandfather’s study. Between his cigars and old moldy books I can’t breathe there either…” he said coughing, trying to get some of the acrid mist out of his lungs. Gasping as her hand squeezed his shoulder, one of her fingers found one of the deep cuts on his shoulder. She would feel the sticky wet feeling of the cut on her fingers as he reached up to pat her hand reassuringly. Listening to her, “We’re in the school… But it looks like part of it has collapsed. I was outside just a few minutes ago when I saw a couple lights. I was hoping that you and the others would be around one of them,” he said thinking about the pale light and the brighter one upstairs.<br/><br/>Taking her hand in his, he gave it a light squeeze, “I was just outside… The city looks worse then the school. We need to find the others and see if we can all get out of here.” After hearing things move around in the dark himself, which he really didn’t want to think about. “Where did you last see…” he stopped hearing the sound of hooves.<br/><br/>Slowly turning around when the sound of hooves reached them, Robert felt the hair on the back of his neck stand on end. Looking around, he quickly moved to grab one of the fire extinguishers. Holding it in both hands, gasped when he saw things moving in and out of the shadows, “Maggie…” he started before seeing the Satyr walking into view. Nearly dropping the fire extinguisher, he pulled it back up as he stepped in front of her, ready to swing it in defense of them both.<br/>