M could feel her heart pounding in her chest. It was beating so hard she felt it might find its way out of her chest cavity. Ignoring this unpleasant sensation, the girl kept her eyes on the door, even though she could barely see. Her eyes were really burning now, and she could barely breath. Her hand still gripped the pistol firmly, though.<br/><br/>As she heard the door finally burst, not resisting the men, M took a few steps back. She knew there wasn't much she could do. Her voice didn't come out. She wanted to scream, to call for the Sentinel's help. Nothing came out but a sigh, though. Trying to aim for some form, M pulled her trigger, shooting whatever or whoever was in that general direction. "Fucking dirty cowards!", she finally managed to scream. "Motherfuckers, can't even take on a woman on your own? Have to come in a group?"<br/><br/>M was scared and angry. She really didn't want to go through everything again. "Maybe you should just..." She stopped to shoot one more time. "...fuck each other. Fags!"