Sarah opened the door to Seth, grimacing at the masked people standing not far behind her. She glanced back at Mr. S.<br/><br/>"Are these guys good guys or bad guys? Are they trying to hurt Seth? Are they trying to hurt me?" She asked. With the masked dudes behind her and Seth in front, she was a little hesitant to open the door too wide.<br/><br/>She felt more than heard, reassurance. Opening the door wider, she motioned for Seth to come inside. He crept forward, glancing around, keeping his arms close to his body. He eased into the entry hall, but kept his back pressed to the door jam, blocking the access to closing the door. Sarah stared at him, her arm propped against the door.<br/><br/>"What?" she asked.