Keeping the glow hidden without actually touching the lens was indeed a impossibility. In her crazed mind her thoughts jumped from hiding to actually calling out… maybe some of those that came closer was a man… Then suddenly they came into view, four of them all men looking to be some kind of metal-trash gang considering the colors, chains and piercing they had. None of them could be more than 19…<br/><br/>“Wow, I thought I heard something… look at that.” One of them said and stepped closer.<br/><br/>“Oh! Look at that, she is a lens carrier… and she is worked up already.” Someone else said out in the haze around her. The first one stepped closer and crouched next to her, taking hold of her shin lifting her eyes to his.<br/><br/>“So… how are… you?” He asked.<br/>