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Abby pressed her back against the wall of some ramshackle structure and struggled not to breathe despite being out of breath. For a long moment, there was no sign of her pursuers. Only after that moment extended to a full minute did she relax, gasping for air. It seemed a few sharp turns in quick succession had done the trick. They were gone. 

"Note to self: Never have children," she muttered under her breath, peering out around the corner. She pulled her head back into the alley so quickly that the impact of the wall gave her a headache. Those little shits were still following her!

The chattered animatedly among themselves, traveling in a pack of six. Their slow, casual struts make it abundantly clear that tracking her down wasn't particularly urgent to them. Several of them had turned their attention to passersby, and one girl was kicking a log along, which regularly caused her patchwork skirts to flare outward. Abby bit her lip. They would be gone soon, she told herself. All she had to do was wait.

Once they'd passed, Abby ventured another peek at the ground, and her heart jumped into her throat. The children had picked up their pace - and when they disappeared around the corner, only one was left. Except she wasn't one of them. Abby would recognize that brave little girl anywhere.

[i]Cam. [/i]

"Cam!" she hissed, loudly as she dared, hoping her companion would hear her. She frantically gestured into the alley with one hand. "Where have you been!?"