Abby followed the red girl into a part of town that was oddly reminiscent of Los Angeles. She glanced backward as she entered. Cam was still keeping pace, more or less. Unlike Abby, she was unlikely to be familiar with this sort of setting. Even Abby had never been to a casino before - her parents would have killed her if they'd caught her in such a shady place.

A sharp tug at her heartstrings accompanied that thought. Her parents... they were only foster parents, of course, and they hadn't gotten along with her over the past year. But, for some reason, she missed them anyway.

"Stay close to me," she said, slowing for a moment to give her companion time to join her. Taking her hand, Abby jogged toward the red girl, who was floating into a building. Once inside, she dashed past slot machines and people playing card games at brightly lit tables. What were they gambling for, anyway? Money was useless in this city because everything was free. Shrugging the question off, Abby chased the red girl - who no one else seemed to notice - toward a heavy-looking metallic door that opened at her approach. Something about it gave Abby pause.

"I'll go in first, okay?" she said, glancing at Cam. "Just in case it isn't safe." Her mouth twisted into an odd frown as she spoke. Why was she getting all maternal, anyway? She ought to let the younger girl go first and risk whatever danger might be within?

No. She wouldn't do that. Following the red girl had been [i]her[/i] choice. 

Abby took a few tentative steps into the room on the other side of the door and glanced around, wary of danger.