Sam quickly added the chair to the barricade in the Atrium, happy to see it's existence. Many people had already set up behind it, and Sam was pleased again to see Herb and Fred in the area. Those sledgehammers they liked to carry around would probably be pretty effective if the fighting got into close corners, Sam figured. For now, though... Holding onto his bat, he peeked over the barricade just in time to hear Fred throw the bottle and shot.<br/><br/>Sam ducked back behind the barricade and set down his bat, placing his fingers in his ears as the firebomb went off. Good ol' Fred, thought Sam with a smile as he removed the fingers and grabbed his bat back up. The fires would hopefully keep on burning long enough to give them some breathing room... Sadly, that didn't seem to be the case, as a man Sam sort of recognized took a bullet and dropped his gun. His gun, hmm...<br/><br/>Sam, careful not to rise above the barricade, hurried on over and picked up the gun, giving it a quick glance over before he was suddenly distracted by a new, unfamiliar sound. Barking, maybe? Were the invaders about to send something new at them? Sam hurried back to the barricade, crouching behind it. Normally he'd try looking up over the barricade at whatever was making the sound, but he had seen what had happened to the previous owner of the gun he now had. Getting shot was not something he wanted to happen.