"Hey, stop that!" Axel said, firmly but gently grabbing Lily's wrists to stop her scratching. "You're just going to hurt yourself. Look, we made a good start here. We know what your name is, even though the rest of the stuff on that poster was crap. And we know where you were a couple of days ago."
He gave her what he hoped was an encouraging smile and held her hand. "I know I haven't known you long, but I can tell how brave you are. Don't let something like this-", he indicated her tattoo, "-scare you. We'll get to the bottom of it. I swear."
Axel stopped. "You look exhausted, maybe you should get some sleep. Tomorrow, we'll head across the city and get some answers."
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Marcus ran, panting. The wailing of the police sirens was still there, but much fainter. He was getting away, but it was getting much harder to move; his arm had gone numb, and his legs had started aching. Blood continued to drip from his fingers, spattering on the floor and forming a gruesome trail for the cops to follow. Goddamn him, it won't stop bleeding...
He turned left into a narrow passageway and knocked into a pair of dustbins, sending them crashing to the floor and almost falling over.
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Gittsun looked at Marita curiously as they walked. "You know, you look awful familiar. Have I seen you before? Maybe on...ow... Maybe on TV?"