Snippet #1528639

The Auditorium:

Lissa had missed the speech and tried to creep in at the back hoping to avoid drawing attention to herself. Although she was sort of eating a cake at the time and feeling rather faint from all the dead bodies. She always worked better after eating sweets and cakes anyway. She glared up at mikhail on the stage and scoffed. It was all his fault for trying to make them all so perfect. He should of just given up. Lissa wasn't as stupid as she looked and she shook her head in disgrace. Another couple of minutes passed and she realised she wasn't standing with the employees. A groan emitted from her and she attempted to creep back into the right section. Her feet were rather light and she swept her hair out of her face into a ponytail. Inside her mind she was calculating formulas as to how many would survive and how long it would be before the public started to collapse out of terror. A pen was lodged between her lips and she smirked. She didn't believe they would win. The virues would by far be stronger. Her white lab coat was undone at the front and she hadn't put her shoes back on from earlier. A few dissapproving looks and she sighed. Not like Lissa cared. She wasn't fussed that no one really bothered looking at her or noticeing her exsistance. She prefered that they kept their distance and moved away from her. It gave her more space. Her eyes darted across the room and she came across Moróz and another subject easily. She tried not to hold his gaze though just incase he was holding anything agaisnt her. Lissas small arms wrapped round her neat little frame and she whimpered lightly. There were only a handful of employees left. The rest were lying dead where they had followed orders to kill and been killed instead.