She could hear his footsteps behind her, and the snap of his coat. There was someone after her. But who, and why? It only fed into her fear, making her try to push herself even faster. Try, at least.

Another minute in though, and another trickle of reason - like the one that had made her dismiss her Keyblade - worked its way into her mind. How had she gotten up here in the first place? Nobody else she'd seen knew how to use corridors. Stupid stupid stupid for not thinking about it sooner.

Waving a hand, a corridor bloomed into existence some twenty feet ahead. She sprinted through it and spun for just a moment to see who it was who'd been chasing her. A Foreigner, by the look of his clothing, and chasing after her fast. She didn't dare pause any longer, or else he'd run in after her. Waving her hands again, she closed the opening behind her, cutting off her escape.

She took a few shaky steps back, half terrified he would find a way to run in after her. And then her knees gave out as she let out a choked noise that could have been a sob. Not that anybody could hear it in the darkness of the corridor. She couldn't stay here. She didn't have a coat.

Aqua. She had to find Aqua.