She had to look around for a while because of how weird this small town was shaped, but eventually, she found a rather small and run-down police station and began her plan.
Stumbling to the door of the police station she pushed open the door and collapsed to the floor with a loud thud— or rather pretended to collapse to the floor.
Drawing the attention of the lazy and tired receptionist that had nothing to do— after all, who would commit a crime in such a small town?
Unfortunately for her that would be changing very soon due to one single girl.
Nonetheless, when she saw the girl covered in blood, dirt, and wounds suddenly fall in front of the door her tired appearance instantly disappeared and she stood up— dashing to the door.
"Hey hey, can you hear me?"
She said as she knelt next to the girl and called out to her, using her fingers she checked for a pulse.
Sighing a breath of relief when she felt that the girl still had one— meaning she wasn't dead.
But the girl was badly injured and seemed to be losing a lot of blood, she had to get help. So she temporarily left the girl on the ground and ran over to the counter, pressing the alert button to call the sheriff.
She also called the local doctor since their small town didn't have a very big hospital— only having a few doctors that worked in it due to their low population.
It took a while— around 20 minutes due to how late at night it was— but they were able to reach on time and get the girl to a more stable environment, with the doctor patching up her wounds.
The sheriff, a man that seemed to be in his early or late 30s spoke to the receptionist, trying to figure out how this random girl could just stumble into their station.
"So you're saying she was alone? No one with her or anyone around?"
He questioned in a tired tone— having woken up in the middle of the night for this case.
"Yes Sir, after calling for backup I made sure to check the area around the station and found no one nearby— she just stumbled in on her own."
Hearing the reply from the girl he couldn't help but sigh— this was a tricky case given how young the girl looked, and their location.
A small town like this meant he knew almost everyone in it— and he didn't know her— meaning she wasn't from this town.
So how did she get here was the question? One that he hoped she would be able to help him answer when she woke up.
The very subject of this thought wasn't even asleep, to begin with— she had simply been pretending to be in an unconscious state.
She was just waiting for the right time to wake up— one she waited a few hours for.
Finally deciding to open her eyes after a few hours of pretending to be asleep, she was met with a white ceiling and room around her.
She slowly rose her body up on the bed drawing the attention of one of the nurses that were meant to monitor her— they had the time to spare since they didn't have many patients in such a small place.
Once they noticed she was awake they went to alert the doctor and the Sherif, leaving the room after checking on her.
'It seems that I was able to fool them with the information I gained from consuming the man.'
She thought to herself as she sat on the bed waiting for the Sherif to reach. Her body wasn't even injured in the slightest— to her at least— she just made it look so on the outside.
So she felt no bother by it.
The Sherif reached rather quickly since he had to be on call for this messy situation. If word was to spread that a young girl was found inside the station of such a small town it would cause a lot of unnecessary drama and mess.
Especially with the way the world was currently going with all the mutants and such popping up out of nowhere.
Entering the room the girl was in, his eyes met with hers, and for a split second, he swore he saw something different.
The eyes of a creature waiting to devour him whole— not something a small child could have.
Cold sweat built up on his back instantly at the sight— but soon he snapped out of it and realized it was just a normal child. Perhaps he was seeing things?
"Hello, I am the sheriff of this town, can you understand me?"
He spoke easy to the girl trying not to scare her since he didn't know the situation she had been in— the girl simply listened along without paying much attention in her mind.
She nodded her head in response to him, choosing not to seem too open or friendly just yet since it would aid her plans to play as a victim of things.
Good, she could understand him— the man thought to himself as he played into the palm of her hands and questioned further.
"Can you tell me your name? Or where you're from?"
His questions were simple but they would help him find her identity hopefully.
He had run her prints and looks through the system while she was out, but he found no matches in the database, making it quite hard to figure out who she was.