-goes downstairs-


"What do we do now?" Manus asked, panting. The elevator started to gain it's super speed now.

"I... I don't know!" Violet said, the shotgun in her hand.

"Put that away!" Manus exclaimed.

"Why?"

"Okay, people won't take kindly to a shotgun," Manus said. Violet nodded, and stuck it into her blouse. The lump wasn't too noticable.

"Whatever," Manus said again. "Where do we go from here? Back to the hotel?"

"I guess," Violet said. "We have to pray that the others didn't go to the meeting yet."

"So this was all a trap?"

"Yes."

"I didn't see it coming," Manus commented. "I mean; the MUM? How could anyone have seen it coming?"

Violet cursed loudly in her head, "I know."

"So back to the hotel?" Manus asked finally. The elevator made a small 'DING' as it hit the lobby floor.

"Back to the hotel," Violet said.

As the door opened, the two scrambled out, and ran for the exit, despite the looks of all the people around them.

There was no vehicle they could use, or any sort of transportation device. They assumed, however, that Matt had called for reinforcements, so the two started running down the street ahead of them.

They recalled that the trip from the hotel to the Troposphere was mostly straight, so continued ahead.

The two stopped for nothing.