Cheshire Cat #16

Caitlin stared.

The man, Frank, was swearing, shouting and waving his pistol at the Saurian sitting on the floor of the car park. Abject terror in its eyes. The grown-ups were shouting at each other, but all she could hear was a loud buzzing in her head. She felt dizzy, and sick to her stomach. Just the thought of being ill made her feel worse.

Behind her a lift dinged, and the noise of the doors somehow managed to echo through the car park, even over the shouting match. She turned, and saw a young woman walking towards them.