<div class="floatright">(http://quizilla.teennick.com/user_images/B/BR/BRO/Brown.Eyes.White.Dumbies/1194110168_enPunkGirl.jpg)</div>Sunny squinted in the darkness, the weak glow from the lamp barely enough to penetrate the darkness between her and it. Her breathing was fast and ragged; she hadn't run especially far, but panic does tend to do that to a person. For a moment she just stood there, letting her heart rate and breathing calm down. The voices had gone back to their usual obnoxious drone, almost as if there were a window fan running somewhere in the darkness, just out of sight.<br/><br/><em>Come to think of it... They stopped the second I closed the door...</em>Sunny thought to herself, trying to puzzle out the whole situation. It could very well be her mind playing tricks on her. After all, it had been a while since she had been able to afford the ingredients for her medication, much less buy the stuff at a pharmacy. Maybe it was finally getting to her. In which case she'd probably eventually do something that would land her in a huge heap of trouble without meaning to, but that was a worry for another time. Right now there were more pressing matters at hand.<br/><br/><em>Where the hell am I, anyway? It looked to me like that door led into a building. What the fuck kind of city planner builds an alley with a door to another alley...?</em><br/><br/>When her heart no longer felt like it was going to jump out of her chest, Sunny squinted into the darkness again, searching for the source of the singing. She resisted the urge to call out to whoever it was. Hell,<em>that</em>could just be in her head too. Or maybe something worse. Alleys weren't exactly known for being full of friendly characters, and if this one was spray painting, well... that was one law broken already, and Sunny wasn't keen to find out if they were willing to break others.<br/><br/><em>"What're you afraid of, Sunshine? It's obviously just a female Matthew Shultz."</em><br/><br/><em>They do know me!</em>Sunny's pupils dilated almost immediately and she couldn't help but let out a gasp. No voice had ever addressed her by name before. Furthermore there were only a handful of people who called her that, and none of them were in the alley with her. She immediately cringed upon realizing the volume of the gasp, and she hoped that the malevolent creature and/or female Matthew Shultz was too busy singing to notice.<br/><br/><em>Well, it's either this or go back through the door... Lesser of two evils, I guess...</em>Sunny took one last big, calming breath and began walking toward the lamppost.