A shot rang out from within the lobby and people dropped to the floor, frightened and confused. When they made it outside, the man followed closely behind. But soon he was joined by two other guys, each with a gun in their hand. As they turned the corner of the building, more shots were fired. Arthur ducked, but when he heard a groan from Ariadne, he immediately turned around. He was scared she might have been shot. "What happened?" Arthur stopped against the building. They needed to move, but she was injured.

Removing Ariadne's hand from her shoulder, he could see the blood, even in the dim light coming from the moon. It didn't seem like she was hit though. The bullet must have just grazed her. "Come on. We have to keep moving," he said urgently. He took her left hand and ran along the along the side. He needed to get to the street around the back of the opera house to hail a cab.