Three gunshots. That was the sound which rang so loud it even passed through the wooden giants which made up the forest. Immediately, Terrance knew there was a possibility that one of his comrades, hopefully not more than one, was shot. At the top of his priority in that moment, he turned away from the direction he was walking and saw some members of his group had ran in different directions, while some were just scattered, and the rest stood their ground. After making sure his group was alright, not without yelling out to the runners that they were cowards, he looks to see Vince, Strata and Fear collapsed.<br/>It was now he started to panic a bit. Who should he run to first? They were all collapsed to the ground and bleeding. True, Vince wasn't the nicest guy... Their rebellion needed him as of now, however. As well as Strata and Fear, who were both his comrades for far longer than Vince, so unable to choose he looked around until he spotted Jane and her group. "JANE! You've got guys who can heal, or what! Help them! Fear, Strata... And Vince!"<br/>When drawing in his breath, he turned towards what was now left of his group, as more had run off, leaving him with about sixty or fifty members. He ordered them all not to panic, telling them to go nowhere as they would all stay behind until everybody was ready to go through with their mission, meaning they would stay behind until proper treatment was induced upon the three. Suddenly, however, the thought that one of his group members could have turned against the rebellion and shot the three came about, and he ordered for them all to empty their pockets and show all weaponry. Some of the group members decided now would be the perfect time to shout back and question orders, but Terrance wouldn't hear it and ordered them to follow what he said else everybody would be casted out of the mission. Whoever had guns were casted away, and the rest who either had knives or nothing were kept, which left him now with about fourty or so members, therefore they now had less comrades.<br/>After doing this, he happened to feel something he had never felt before among his various little killing tools in his front pocket. Terrance pulled out and looked in his hand to see a flash drive, with a note from Vince attached to it, saying he seemed the most level-headed guy to handle the job the note tasked him with. Reading it, Terrance couldn't help but... Maybe feel a little sorry. Perhaps Vince wasn't as bad a guy as he initially believed.