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Maddison didn't want to leave Patrick to fight the monsters himself. Not necessarily because she was afraid he could get hurt, it was more because she didn't want to feel like a helpless girl who needed to be protected. But the pain in her side was enough to convince her that she wouldn't be a huge help in a fight at this point. That fucking horse had probably cracked a rib or two judging by the pain.
She nodded towards Patrick before running to the door and opening it.

The room she found herself in was dark but luckily no creatures were waiting for her. She slumped against the wall close to the door and held her side, gasping.
The faint light in the room was enough that she could see as she lifted her shirt up to take a look at her side. Her waist was bruised pretty bad; a splotchy purple spot the size of her fist stained the skin there, the middle of it was a dark red.
"Definitely cracked a rib..." she grunted as she felt around the area. Luckily she had brought her small bag with her that night, knowing something like this might happen. She took it off of her shoulder and let it fall to the ground. Patrick should be finishing up with the creatures but she waited a few more moments until he entered the building; she wasn't going to be caught bandaging herself up if he had been overpowered and the monsters came rushing into the room.

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Sighing, Shannon gripped the hilt of his sword tightly in his hands. How much of the night had passed already? For all he knew it had only been thirty minutes since he fell out of his bedroom window.
"I don't have a clue about any of this... so if you don't mind me doing so, I'll just be following your lead," he said quietly, head down.
Killer crows and snakes didn't sound very appealing but he figured the other creatures that existed in other areas couldn't have been anymore friendly.

[Oh hey, do you happen to have an msn or something? I thought maybe we could discuss what might happen plot-wise? Or do you have something in mind already?]