The Forsaken

It was a dark and stormy morning in Birmingham. The intense sounds of thunder booming over the hotel causing the residents to stir. The sounds of unsettled children ringing through the halls, the disgruntled complaints of patrons who were being woken up early from not only the thunder but the children too. However there was one room where there was barely any complaints at all, no in this room there were two people, one pacing the other staring out the window, a worried expression evident on her face as she conversed with her male counterpart. "Quinn what the hell are we gonna do? I don't understand how they're already on our trail!" She nervously bit her nails as she looked over at him, "Have we not been covering our tracks for the last 3 months?" She shakily ran her fingers through her hair, fear written all over her face. She was not the only one looking so downtrodden, no, Quinn bore the same expression as he spoke up to her. "Aurelia, we've done nothing BUT cover our tracks, however they quite literally have the best trackers in the West Midlands. Maybe one of us has a trace on us that we just never knew about!" He was frantic in his speech. His thoughts did not go unnoticed as Aurelia's eyes lit up with realisation. "You could be right! We need to make sure we're not being tracked but I don't quite know how yet." She looked over at the pacing Quinn and hurried over, embracing him in a comforting hug, "Don't worry, we'll figure this out." She released him and sighed, "We need to let Harmony and Diane know what's going on or they will be just as screwed as we are. I think we should get moving from here though, the sooner the better. Before its too late." But she had spokem too soon, because just as they reached the door handle, the door flew off its hinges and into the room. "Found you!" "Fuck."