Character Sheet: http://www.iwakuroleplay.com/threads/radiate.20117/ Anna searched around the station as government officials separated the mass of people and children into groups and ushered them towards the trains. Like everyone else, she wasn't entirely sure where they were taking them, but she'd hoped she'd at least be able to find her brother. Squished close to another person, she felt herself tumbling towards the ground, her knees scraping against it harshly. Someone had shoved her in all the panic and rushing as they were trying to get the children out first. Many people were in a state of mass hysteria, especially since the officials were prioritizing by age, youngest being the most important. Covering her head with her arms, she wasn't trampled too much before a hand was grasping tightly to her arm and hoisting her up and out of the chaos. A man heavily clothed in white protective gear gave her a flat look, pushing her towards one of the entrances to a train that seemed to be packed full of people around her age. "They're taking you to a facility where you will be safe and tested for any mutation because of the radiation leak," he said, his monotone showing that he'd probably said it over a dozen times just in the past five minutes. Any, if not all of their belongings were being processed and brought to the cargo holds of their assigned trains. She assessed that everyone there varied from about 15-20, but still no one she knew was there. Deep down, she didn't want to admit it to herself, but she already knew that they were all dead. Finding her brother at this point would probably be a monumental waste of her time, but…she still hoped at least he was okay. Chase ran through long twisted paths, the ruins unescapable. He'd thought he could get the children to safety, but he hadn't been expecting them to be purged in flame that night. It seemed the government hadn't done a full sweep of the small town, assuming them all to be dead with how close they were to the radiation leak. Unfortunately, that hadn't been the case. Chase and a few of the other foster kids had managed to get away, but not without horrifying injuries. Chase's left shoulder was badly burnt, and in his right arm, he carried Dylan, the youngest of the group. He'd heard there was a center or at least someone he could contact in the next town over, but that was still a few miles he'd have to lead these kids. Rose had died about three miles back, and so he'd had to leave her. Kyle was already looking faint and Chase had had to carry him piggyback for a few hours before he could walk again. Chase felt incredible guilt for pushing these kids so hard, but, they HAD to keep moving. There were only four of them now. Kyle and Dylan were twins, both about 8 years old. Ben was 12, and Cecile was 14. Ceci, at this point was all but dragging Ben, who'd been the first to wake in the fire and make sure everyone got out alright. Chase stopped with the kids for another short break, setting the twins down and checking their wounds once more. They didn't look any better or any worse really, but he was no doctor, and he knew for a fact they'd all been exposed to the radiation, but many of the other kids and staff had been killed early on after being exposed. Chase hadn't noticed this until he saw how many people hadn't woken up when they'd tried to get everyone out of the orphanage. He'd been staying the night and undergoing training so he could actually help kids like these find a home, but he hadn't anticipated such natural disasters to hit, nor all at once. Picking up the twins once more, he gave Ceci a meaningful look. She nodded, supporting Ben once more, and continuing down the remains of highway 27.