runaway!

Everyone seemed so distracted lately, Noelani noticed. The illnesses which took over their bodies seemed to cloud their minds and she took advantage as soon as she realized. Without any thought, she took off in a brisk, anxious run in any direction that was away from the damned volcano, away from the damned violent children, away from her captor. She knew Recluse was heavily pregnant at this point, and she wanted to be far, far away before another set of psychotic children would be released to do what they pleased. 

A collection of stones in irregular shapes was dead ahead, and Noe made quick work getting to them. The girl was just a ghost of her former self. Ghastly thin, with visible bones peeking through her sides. Thanks to Veigar's awkward assistance, she was at least clean, but a sickly scent hovered around her. She coughed more than normal, and her eyes crusted over regularly with yellow-green mucous. 

When she arrived at the first set of stones, she jumped on top of one and sat down. She was panting and coughing, catching her breath. She glanced over her shoulder and saw the volcano looming in the distance. She wondered if they even noticed their little ghost was gone. Somehow, she doubted it.