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The girl started coming around, and Eladoriel shook her to fully awaken her.

"What is this place? I was just running and..."

"What were you doing? Why were you running?"

"I was running after-"

She was about to say who, but then the door burst open. A big warg came in, and growled at the girls.

"I think we'd better run..." Eladoriel said.

Nodding, the other girl jumped up from the couch and they headed for a door on the other side of the room. The warg ran after them, but they managed to open the door in time and shut it with a bang. They stood on the other side, panting.

"Close one..." The girl said.

"Tell me 'bout it..." Eladoriel said.

"We'd better keep running. There's no telling how many wargs may be on the loose, just waiting to run into live flesh..."

Eladoriel nodded, and they quickly exited through another door.

"Smells like... smells like rotting flesh out here! Eew!" Eladoriel told the other girl, sniffing, then pinching her nose in disgust.

They rounded a corner, and found an elf with a bleeding arm on the floor.

"Wha...?" The girl began.

The elf looked up and said, "Help me. I need to stand."
Eladoriel and the girl slowly lifted her up.
"A warg just jumped at me out of nowhere..."
The girl continued.

Suddenly, Eladoriel heard a sound of many feet running in their direction.

"That must be the people I heard running before... They might be able to help. They're the ones Menelien went running with."

The other two nodded. Eladoriel and the girl helped the elf get to one side of the hallway, so that she wouldn't get trampled. The other two stood in the middle of the hall, staring ahead.

It was the stupidest thing they could have done. Soon enough, the crowd of runners came at them at a breakneck speed, unable to stop. The first runners collided with the two girls, starting a chain reaction in which everyone behind the front runners crashed too.