|Adanna|

She carefully crept around the plethora of buildings, a messily planned out town. It could have been a mix of many fallen civilizations. Adanna noticed hints of Rome and Mayan culture. ".... what is this place..." She muttered aloud. "Oh... just one of many Townsquares." a voice responded.

Adanna shrieked at the voice. "Aren't you supposed to be dead?" The figure, a red demon-like person with messy dark hair and a fashionable sense in clothing, said. "I-I- No. I'm not." She stammered. "I have to say, you are making my life easier. I can just return you and I will surely get my job back. Now, please come with me." The demon said. 

Adanna did the most sensible thing. She bolted, the demon chasing after.