Dana hoisted the backpack up on her shoulder before she stepped out of the small room cautiously, breaths slow and quiet. Her feet crept along the hallway, pushing the screams and moans from the next room out of her conscious mind. She entered the living room and quickly scanned the tables and side desks. She walked further into the room, the musky smell of smoke surrounding her. The alcohol drinks that had spilled on the carpet the night before rose to mix with the smoke. She checked under papers and in between cushions. Dana stifled a cry and hoped as she walked into the adjoining dining room. Bottles, some empty, some half full were scattered on the table along with the used needles and white powder. She walked through the small hall to the kitchen and over to the counter. She shifted through the clutter of cigarettes and other papers until she found what she'd been searching for. She grabbed the two twenties and a five and stuffed it into her pocket as she turned to head back through the dining room and through the living room to the front door. She was approaching the door when her head whipped around at the sound of a loud crash from down the hall where the bedrooms were. Her fingers grasped the door handle tightly, her breath coming and going quickly. Her body jerked at another loud bang. A moan echoed down the hall and the loathsome yelling that she was so used to. Her teeth chattered and her body shook with quiet sobs of fear as she opened the door and stepped out, closing the door behind her. Knowing nothing was to harm her of the quiet click of the door, her body still jerked in fear. She quickly walked down the stairs and straight between the lawn to the side walk, turning towards the main street. She looked down at her shaky legs as she continued to walk. She glanced up and then quickened her pace to a run when she saw a bus coming towards the bus stop further down the street. She climbed on quickly, avoiding the drivers eyes as she shoved money through the dispenser. She walked to the back and sat, not looking out the window as the bus drove, not caring where its destination would be. She closed her eyes and meant to rest but mind and body gave in and with a little relief through a sigh, she fell out of consciousness.