Making her way into the food court, Lucy found she was able to run a lot faster than she ever could in her life. Maybe it was due to her much smaller size, but she felt like some kind of Olympic athlete now, doing spin moves to dodge table and chair legs and vaulting over spilled trash like it wasn't even there.
She was looking around for someone -- anyone -- to help her, but the food court was just as empty as the rest of the mall.
Running towards the huge, automatic doors, Lucy decided to try to make it outside, then decide what to do next.
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