What to do when you are suddenly dropped into a world where you have no business being, surrounded by people who are remarkably okay with the situation. Well me, myself and I (You may call me Zoa) Run! I'm pretty friggin good at running let me tell you that, this one time I had like a dozen cops chasing after me after I stole this fancy necklace. A hurtle over an obstacle here, a jump to a different rooftop there. And boom! No more slow cops behind me, running from these things, however. That is something else, they are FAST, most importantly they don't tire. I glance behind myself at the horde of freakish creatures chasing me, Yup, pretty sure I'm dead soon. Can't complain too much though, honestly I'm having a blast!