Shawn's eyes closed as he heard the windy roars of the sky come unto them. Then he heard the voice of a girl, screaming and slamming against the door. "Open up! Let us in!" she yelled. Shawn wasn't sure who she was, if she could be trusted, or if the madness had taken over her. He fell silent, unsure of what to do. He looked at claire who looked frightened, her eyes begging Shawn to open the door, but not daring to say it. "Open the goddamn door!" She screamed. Shawn started to sweat. A slam to the door. Claire started to cry. "God, let us in, please!" The girl tried one more time. The sounds were louder.<br/><br/>Claire couldn't take it, and despite Shawn's grip she sprinted to the door, and opened it. "Wait," Shawn yelled in protest. Too late, the door was open and wind rushed inside. Before him were several girls in jumpsuits looking scared for their lives as blackness fell on the land behind them. He stared at them, unsure who they were or if they were dangerous. He grabbed his sister, pulling her behind him. He then grabbed for his knife and pulled it out, ready to face anyone trying to threaten his sister's life.