Vistra sighed, finding nothing. [i]Maybe going to the market would help me?[/i] she wondered.

She was soon again on her way, heading to the market of the town. 

As she walked, she wondered how the lab was reacting. Worried? Did they fire the boy who created her? Stop all experiments? Get shut down? She hoped for that last one slightly. She didn't want them sending anyone, or [i]thing[/i], after her. She'd wanted to be free from the prison of that computer for so long now and here she was.

She walked through the market, still thinking so much that she did not notice that some were staring at her again. It did not bother her, as long as no one reported her to the lab.