Kelandry sat in a chair with her back to the wall. Her hands were folded in her lap as she studied the tiles of the floor. "It's just stupid," The unnamed man with the hat stated, "You shouldn't leave by yourself. You have to stick together for protection." Kelandry lifted her eyes to meet his and sighed. "You don't understand," She began, "If I am a target, if I am hunted, I don't want to bring anyone else down with me. If I am to die, I would not have anothers blood on my conscious. The one thing that I love, truly love about being in the Camarilla is the opportunity to be part of something greater than myself. I long to be part of something greater than myself and I refuse to pull even a piece of this world down with me if I am to go. So I'm hunted.. let them come." Products used: Aiko, Daz studio, Adobe, Photoeditor.