I pushed through the crowd, spots beginning to cloud my vision. I looked around frantically and found a free exit that I assumed was for emergencies. I nearly ran outside and found myself around the back of the bar. I gasped in fresh air and immediately felt relief. I took deep breaths and sat down on the concrete, leaning against the building. I couldn't tell how long it had been before the music stopped. I was still sitting on the sidewalk, knees pulled to my chest. I was shaking still, but I didn't know if it was from the cold or my slowly-fading anxiety. I hoped Sarah would think to look back here for me. I leaned my head back against the brick building and blew out, seeing my breath in the cold air. I smiled a little bit at the childlike feeling of seeing your own breath. The door suddenly opened, and I all but jumped out of my skin. I half-expected to see Sarah, but instead found a tall guy. Had he been part of the band? I didn't know, I didn't look long enough to memorize their faces. He looked like a rockstar, though. "Oh, hello." He looked down at me, clearly a little bit confused. "Are you alright?" - Eleanor moved to the UK only recently in an attempt to run from her problems. She gets dragged to a local concert by a friend, and her life is flipped upside down... for good.All Rights Reserved