'I am not alone here.' Jenna told herself as she stepped out of the room. She saw a man and a woman step out of nearby rooms. They looked how she felt. She wondered how they all got here. And who the voice was on the radio. It made her angry thinking about that. She didn't want to be someone's...'puppet'. That's the best word describe the whole situation. She felt like she was a puppet on someone's string.<br/><br/>"Yeah, to the kitchen."<br/><br/>Jenna said in agreement to the two people she just met.<br/><br/>"I'm Jenna."<br/><br/>She told the two people. She figured she might as well know their names. After all, they were all in this together. Maybe they could work together and get the hell out of this place.