Claudette took her first step onto the grass, her momentary happiness was quickly ruined by the first dead person among the group. The girl whipped her head around and saw the bloody mess, a girl appeared to be mumbling right in front of the body.

[i]"I didn't do it..."[/i] The girl repeated over and over as if she were satanically chanting.

"Oh boy." She cringed at the sight almost having the need to throw up, but Claudette kept that feeling in. "Hey..." She murmured, "Shouldn't we help her or something? And maybe get the body out of the ship?" The girl who was mumbling did look slightly dangerous to her.