Delilah ran as fast as she possible could, deciding that the further away from the Firefly household she was, the better even though she had no clue where else to go. Maybe she would just keep running. Maybe she would find some old building to hide out in and attempt to start some kind of urban legend whilst she was there. Maybe she would be found, arrested and be given the death sentence leaving her only a few day to make her clever escape. No, that would just be silly now wouldn't it! Delilah was much to careful to allow herself to be caught.

Eventually she started to tire out, realizing that she, could in no way, keep this up for very much longer. She needed somewhere to eat, rest and then leave again if it wasn't ideal but hey, trying to find somewhere where she wouldn't be turned in or killed once they found out who she was on sight would certainly keep her mind off of things for a while. But eventually Delilah would find herself craving company so she would probably need someone to talk to and, of course, there were two problems with that: the first one was that, since she had burn it, she no longer had Taylor's head to talk to and the second one was that her people skills were shit and it really didn't help that there were people searching for her. People who wanted her dead. Now, no one actually knew what she looked like so it was highly unlikely that someone could see her on the street and know she was a serial killer but if they spent enough time with her, she would start to seem extremely suspicious; you see, there was often news about her killings on the T.V or radio and she would always get jumpy when ever she heard it, then there was her small issue with the violent (and random) mood-swings, her joy for the sight of blood and all the photos on her phone. So overall she was be screwed.

Delilah slowly dropped speed until she was at a slow walk and then sighed deeply, she had been running nearly all day and it had only just become apparent that she was lost. Oh joy. She plonked herself down at the side of the road, put her head in her hands and screamed in frustration. The stress of the morning's events, her destroying Taylor's head and the overall drama with Otis had just gotten too much for her. She started pulling at her hair and hitting herself in the head until her brain felt like it was going to burst out of her skull and she couldn't see straight. It hurt, yes, but the pain helped her to calm down; even if it was just for a few minutes. After about ten minutes the pain started to ware off and Delilah decided to keep going to see where the road would take her. She clambered up off of the dirt road and slowly trudged forwards; all her energy had been wasted when she was running earlier so a she could manage was a slow shuffle.

Eventually the sun started to set, leaving Delilah in almost complete darkness, even so she still pushed on, wondering aimlessly through the dark. Just as she decided that it was pointless to keep going, she saw a light flickering in the distance. Delilah mustered up the last few drops of energy she had left and ran towards the light as fast as she possibly could. It didn't matter what the light was, if there was a possibility that it would give her somewhere to rest it could be a cop for all she cared. The closer she got to the light, the bigger it seemed and soon enough it became apparent that Delilah was running towards a big, bright neon sign.

"Oh thank god," The exhausted girl breathed. The sign would belong to a gas station which would, hopefully, have a motel close by (or just let her sleep on the floor for the night).

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Suddenly her heart skipped a beat and she stopped dead in her tracks. Delilah found herself standing mere feet away from a brightly lit gas station but this particular gas station was one she would rather be 100 miles away from at this moment in time. She found herself standing in front of, the one and only, Captain Spaulding's Museum of Monsters and Madmen.

"Shit," she hissed to herself. "Oh shit! How did I end up here?" Delilah was going to turn and 'run' in the other direction but before she could she realized that someone had seen her.

"OI! Who's out there? We're closed, piss off!" Spaulding yelled,walking out of the building. "Wait a minute! Delilah is that you?" This was bad, there was no way that she could get out of this situation now. Delilah had only ever spoken to Captain Spaulding a couple of times before so had no clue how he would react to her randomly showing up(especially since she'd just made a dumb attempt to run away). The clown walked closer, just to be sure it wasn't some random stranger.

"Yeah it is you! Now what the hell are you doing here kid?"

"Urm... I was just... talking a walk..." Delilah inwardly slapped herself for coming up with such a shit response.

"Sure ya, are... It's getting' pretty dark out, wanna come inside?" What was she going to do now? Come up with some clever excuse? Yeah, that probably work just as well as it did the last time! So why not go inside? She was screwed anyway.

"Uh... okay then..." she said nervously.

Spaulding turned and walked back towards the building, Delilah following closely behind. Once inside the clown immediately turned to face to runaway, a very sceptical look on his face.

"Now, tell me the real reason that your here," Delilah scowled, getting even more annoyed with herself than before. Even so she knew she had nothing to lose so she had no real reason not to tell Spaulding what happened. To be honest, the moment she opened her mouth to talk she went in to a very angry rant (mainly about how much of a prick Otis was). When she finally finished Captain Spaulding said nothing, he just sat there with a bemused look on his face.

"What the fuck is so funny?" The angry girl hissed.

"You're quite a feisty one now, ain't cha?"

"What?"

"I ain't never 'eard anyone stand up to Otis like that before," the clown said with a chuckle. "You must have a lotta guts girly," This confused Delilah even more. What the hell was Spaulding on about? He must of noticed the look of bewilderment on her face because he started to shake his head in amusement.

"I don't see what you mean..."

"Ah, never mind. But kid, if yah want you can stay here a few night if yah want," Spaulding said before heading into the murder ride. "One thing though, got no room here for anyone else so you'll have to sleep on the floor. Just find where you think you'd be most comfortable OK?"

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Before Delilah could say anything Captain Spaulding vanished into the murder ride. She sighed before finding a spot that looked somewhat comfortable. It seemed like things had just gone from bad to worse and it wasn't looking up any time soon.

A/N: Oh god, I'm so sorry for the late chapter D= I've had loads of exams recently, I've been ill, had really bad writers block for this aaand started writing a fanfic for Batman (It's called Queen of Hearts if you wanna read it XD), I know this one is short and is probably terrible be keep reading, it should improve soon! If there is anything you'd like to see happen just tell me and, RapeWhistle I shall be doing a chapter which will have some delilahXbaby since you asked so nicely, but i wont promise that it'll be good XD