"Who is that?!" Meg asked the man she was about to eat for lunch.<br/>"They're coming up. Get the hell down there, and if you say so much as one word, I'll kill all of you."<br/>No answer, no movement.<br/>"Go, damn it!" She kicked him, lightly she thought, and he tumbled down the stairs into the hands of a young girl who looked mildly annoyed.<br/>Meg turned back behind the wall, hearing something about weapons she figured she might as well avoid being shot at today. She liked that top, and blood stains were a bitch.<br/><br/>There was an older-looking man with her as well... Something wasn't right about this one...