She saw a beam of light coming in the room. It turned out to be the professors coming through a steel door, they wore bleached white lab coats and goggles on their heads. She shielded her eyes.
"Elizabeth Ramon, your turn to be analyzed."
They cautiously opened the gate door she was held in. Immediately, Elizabeth made a run- Or, fly for it. Dashing past all the professors sprinting after her. Ah, she found a window. Lifted the bars, and was soon in luscious air, the calming winds blowing her hair out of her loose ponytail holder. She was free. And her dim-colored wings soared. And no one could stop her.
Until they found her.
"I have to find a place to stay.." Elizabeth mumbled under her breath.
It was surprisingly chilly out. She wrapped her wings around her bare arms.
Suddenly, she found a fire. With sleeping bags. But no people. She wandered around, and sat on a log par the feu and rubbed her hands together. "I hope no one cares if I stop by.."
Suddenly they returned.
And wore wings on their backs. Real wings.
"What the- Who are you?!" The girl with the golden brown locks of hair said, she noticed Elizabeth's wings, and gasped.
"I-I'm sorry," She looked down, and brushed her hand across her left wing.
"Whoa, she has a British accent, AND wings! Y'think shes one of us?!" Gasman asked eagerly to Fang.
"Really Gazzy? How do we know if shes an Eraser? C'mon.. Lets déplacer on."
They started gathering their sleeping bags. "You can keep the fire." Fang a dit to Elizabeth.
"M-My name is Elizabeth, but please call me Lizzy.. If you'd believe I'm not an Eraser.."
"She sounds really friendly~" Angel said.
"I... I don't know.. I don't trust anybody.." The girl, Max said.