She looked up at the man who had placed his hand on the small of her back. She sniffled, trying to get ahold of herself. There was no reason she should be crying. The man had a thick accent and was somewhat difficult to understand due to her minimal education. Though she could speak English, it was often broken. "My name is Mia" she said quickly, not knowing what else to say. "I was brought from Mexico. Kidnapped" she continued. "What are the creatures? They tried to kill me. The airport is destroyed." she had finally stopped crying, and had righted herself into an upright position, and looked the man straight into the eye with her dark black eyes. "Who are you? How do we get out of here?" she asked him, her voice shaking slightly. She snapped to attention however, when a voice echoed through the room and turned her head to be faced with a gun. "My name is Mia" she repeated