M felt really scared once Jacks left her there. Even though he was a Sentinel, even though he was planning on taking her back into Futera to be tried, she still trusted him. It still felt safer with him around. It wasn't something the young woman could explain. It wasn't even something she<span style="font-style: italic">wanted</span>to explain. It was simply something she felt, out of her instinct.<br/><br/>Leaving these thoughts aside, M took a deep breath and immediately regretted her decision, coughing for a while. It was getting harder and harder to breathe, and harder and harder to see and to think clearly. And the marauders were approaching. She could hear their voices and the noise they made. Her eyesight was of little use, but her ears helped her out a bit better.<br/><br/>When one of the men stuck his face in there and called out, M felt her heart stop for a moment. She knew what awaited her if any of the men so much as reached her. Shooting them was something she really wanted to do, but it was too hard to see and she calculated the risk of actually blasting part of the door, shortening the little time she had. "Come on, baby! I can't wait to play!", she screamed back, gripping her pistol.