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• There was a violent rustling and the sound of objects hitting the wooden floorboards, quite a few of them squeaking at the impact and rolling away to join the rest of the discarded toys. “C’mon, c’mon, c’mon—” Murmured a quiet voice as she digged hastily into the box, kneeling in front of it and regularly moving blonde, red and black from her eyes more aggresively than really needed.

Eventually, she rose from the floor, clutching a bloody baseball bat and beating it against her palm triumphantly. She resisted the urge to shout out her triumph though, spying the search lights that whizzed passed the cracked glass and illuminated the dark room just for a second. Baby-blues narrowed and she crept toward the window, peeking through the murky glass just in time to watch the red and blue lights speed past her vision and onwards down the narrow street. Snickering lightly, Quinn turned on her heel and stalked heavily out of the room, swinging the bat around in her gloved palm.