Rebecca finally sighed as they were in the room and the shackles were taken off. She rubbed her wrists, "Thank you." She had to marvel, America did have some good technological weapons. She whistled as she looked around and then she choose a laser gun and a knife that doubled as a lighter, a flare, and some rope was stuffed in the bottom of it. She smiled, tucked the knife and gun away and looked at the guards, "Well I am ready."