Mayor Peterson did not retreat when the voice in the dark had told her to make a run for it. Nobody told her to do anything; she was the one who gave the orders, and this morning she was good and pissed off. However, as the lights suddenly came on, her eyes went immediately to the crushed body at her feet. It had lifeless eyes and a mass of something terrible and gray leaking out of the side of her head. A thought leapt into her mind as she recoiled in terror that this was the poor girl that she had yelled at on the phone. She tried to dismiss it, but found herself unable to do so in that lonely moment right before the door exploded to her right and an image came rushing behind it to do God knew what. It was only then that she attempted to turn and flee for her life.