[Run. Feet slamming into the ground, eyes opened wide. She doesn't bother to look behind her. She doesn't need to look behind her. Annie can feel him, moving behind her.

 

He slides across the ground, a rapidly moving stream of clay. Then he's on four legs, a cat, a dog, a snarling mountain lion. What really scares Annie is when he turns human, big and bulky, blond hair standing against his black shirt. Snarling, running after her.

 

She's scared. Too scared to even try to use whatever powers she had. Too scared to stop and fight. Too scared to do anything but endlessly run.]

 

He’s coming for me...

[ When the video feed cuts on, the man displayed there looks more than a little confused. He is wearing the necklace that was given to him, or rather that he found whenever he woke up in his little pod, but for all the information the pamphlet and the holo-recording provided to him about his situation, he doesn't appear to have many of his questions answered.

If he'd had a brilliant plan for his first transmission, it was lost somewhere along the activation of the communicator, so he doesn't actually say another for a brief moment. Then, after a clearing of the throat and an adjusting of just how he's holding the thing, he finally cracks a smile, out of the spirit of being friendly if not actually happy. ]

Hello. This is Major Rick Martinez, United States Air Force. I got a lot of information funneled at me when I woke up down in that...holding area, but a lot of it doesn't make any sense.

[ He clears his throat. ]

Anybody out there want to clear some things up for me? I'd really appreciate it. Like...how did I get here? I was on my way to Mars the last time I checked. Lights out, all was nom, then...well...you know the rest.