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Alsea runs to her apartment and locks the door behind. She pants heavily and sweat drips from her body; she is scared and troubled. Xander is not a regular demon but a ghoul and he is dangerous, which startles Alsea to the core. “What’s wrong with you and why are you breathing heavily?” Miranda asks and Alsea jumps in fear. She forgot that Miranda is home now. “I..I was running away from hooligans.” Alsea stutters. Miranda raises her brow in suspicion and asks, “You shouldn’t stay too late outside, and it’s dangerous.” She turns to leave when she sniffs her nose. “You smell familiar, Alsea!” Miranda states and fear wash over Alsea’s face. She recalls the moment with Ashton and now she is in trouble. “Ashton! Why you smell like Ashton?” Miranda raises her suspicions. “What are you sa