*~*Rika's POV*~*
This was a bad idea though. The moment that I was in the hall, closer to the stairs and elevator to leave, that scent was stronger. Was this a person that I was smelling? Was this their scent? And if so, why was it affecting me so much?
I ran. That was all that I could do. I ran and ran until I was in the corridor, then down in the atrium, then out into the open driveway. Several people called after me, Reagan included, but I ignored them all. Even when Reagan called after me, I ignored him. And when he called me mentally, I told him to leave me alone.
'Rika, what's wrong with you?'
'Leave me alone, Reagan, now is not the time.' My tone, even mentally, was short and snappy. I didn't want to deal with him, I couldn't deal with him. Not at the moment anyway.
'Should I come and help you?' He asked, the brotherly concern deep in his voice.
'No. I need to do this on my own. I will talk to you later, when I have calmed down.'
