“Over here!” A gruff man’s voice calls.
As she runs she can hear many heavy yet quick footsteps approaching her.  She looks behind her only to see quite a few people dressed in dark gold suits that make them look very much as though they are in the military. She knows better than to judge a book by its cover; or rather in this case don’t judge where the people in dark gold uniforms stand. How do I get in to these messes?! She thinks.
Not looking to where she is going she knocks over a vender stand in the market, spilling all the jewelry and wind chimes all over the ground.
“Hey, watch out!”
“Sorry Mr.Drovis!” She calls back to him as she now pays more attention to what is in front of her. Another man in a dark gold uniform, not seeming as threatening as the others but again she knows better than to take in appearance alone.
“Felician Valanz, you are under arrest!”
She tries to stop but instead she slip and sl