Alexandru & Meredith & Halle & Anyone close to the Ticket Booth
Halle had been on the Midway when everything started, entertaining a small group with her dancing skills rather than her knack for possession for once. The first shots had stopped her, and she had frowned at what might have been firecrackers – only really reacting when the gunfire continued. Even from where she was, she could hear the screams from the Ticket Booth, the one where Bitsy had been helping out.
Just like that, the little blonde had turned and bolted toward the Tunnel, skidding through before it closed on the intruders moving in the other direction. There was still gunfire, something that seemed to pause only when the sound of explosions rocked through the circus, one and then another. When she looked up again, Halle was huddled behind the ticket booth, curled in on herself instinctively. It took her a second to get control of herself back, to be able to move, but once she had it she was reaching up to pull at the door to the booth desperately. "Meredith?!"
The sound of bullets hitting the booth changed, and Halle peered around to see the Gargoyle shielding the building, also calling for the ticket-seller. "Meredith, open the door!"