No sooner had Morgan managed to knock over the shelves than another sound echoed through the empty convenience store. She nearly jumped out of her skin at the sound of wood snapping. Turning, she could see that someone was breaking in, smashing through the boards that held the store's windows shut. [i]Oh god, it got in.[/i] Thinking it to be one of the infected, she scrambled away. 

She quickly hid herself, crouching down behind the nearest shelf that she hadn't managed to knock over. She was silent, too scared to even breathe. The seconds seemed to tick by painfully slowly. Any moment now, whoever had broken in was going to charge. She had seen people killed by the infected before. It was not pleasant. [i]That's what's going to happen to me,[/i] Morgan thought, and tears of fear stung her eyes. 

But instead, a voice called out softly. A man's voice. "Hello? I know you're in here."

Her held breath left her lungs in a gasp of surprise. If possible, she crouched even lower behind the shelf. There was a person in here. A living person. Not an infected, but not much better. She knew that she had to stand up, approach him, ask for his help to reach Memorial Park...but she couldn't do it. She clenched her hands tightly, trying to find the courage to bring herself to stand. [i]What if he's dangerous?[/i] she questioned herself. [i]What if he thinks you have something valuable. Food. What if he attacks you for it? What if he doesn't need any allies?[/i]

Before she could ask herself any more 'what if's, another voice sounded, female this time. "Both of you shut up. Move toward the back of the store, quiet and quick. Do it now, and make no sound. Say nothing until you are here." 

Maybe it was the fact that it was spoken as a direct order. Maybe it was because Morgan was now more scared of what would happen to her if she [i]didn't[/i] follow these directions. But this time, she moved. Her hands shaking violently, Morgan stood and moved towards the source of the female voice, and away from the male one. She reached the back of the store quickly, and saw the girl who had spoken. The split second of eye contact that Morgan made allowed her to register long, dark hair, and Asian features. The young woman waved her forward, gesturing to the back room. Immediately, Morgan's gaze flitted down to the ground. Again, she seemed to freeze for a moment. Thank god she'd been ordered to keep quiet. It took away any pressure she might have felt to force herself to speak. 

She forced herself to move once more, following Lian's directions and moving through to the back room. Once inside, she turned and found an empty space along the wall. Morgan backed up against it, crossed her arms tightly over her chest, and stared at a single point on the ground. Slowly, she inhaled, and then exhaled, calming her frayed nerves.