[Mizeria]

Meanwhile in the dinner Cirya sat and ordered a sandwich and a coke and waited until the weird feeling past. She didn't want to go back outside. She felt something was waiting for her there... and she didn't want to confront it yet. In reality she didn't want to confront it at all. Yet she knew she would have to. If only it was a movie, or a book. She was the 'good guy' right? So the 'bad guy' would never win... but life isn't that way. Not at all.
She sighed to herself and looked around again. She hadn't really looked around since she sat down, and only then it was to find all the exits and to figure out any possible threats. Now though the place was calm, and even more then that... dull. No one here looked like they would hurt a fly let alone her. All the threat levels she had assigned to all the people there dropped to near zero.

"Hey sweetie, you want anything to go with your coke?" The waitress said. Cirya hadn't touched her food at all.

"Sorry, guess my head isn't really with me tonight."

"Yeah, I bet. When you came in here you looked pretty spooked. Anything we can help you with sweetie? We're nice folks here. We care for our own."

Cirya looked at the woman like she had three heads. No one had ever tried to help her before. It was different. New. But not bad.
"I should be fine..." And then she lied. "... Its just my old boyfriend. I thought I saw him... He's not really the happiest with me right now.. So I kinda freaked."

"Oh my god! No wonder your spooked and ghostly white. Let me get you some hot chocolate, and another sandwich! Later I'll have one of my boys walk you home." She looked like she was really concerned for her safety and then hastily went to the kitchen to get her more food.... that she didn't need. She looked down at her full plate and was utterly confused by the whole thing that just happened. Just then the little bell above the door rang out....