Abbie had been standing back, listening to all of the raised voices and raised tempers. She figured it was better to just hang back and go along for the ride. Outside, Steve kept gnashing his teeth, and she was fairly certain he had no idea who she was. Or did he? He seemed to have a flicker of recognition in his eyes, but that could just be her, reading too much into things.<br/><br/>She sidled up to the big convict, who seemed to be taking charge as no one else wanted to. She stood close to him, leaning up toward him.<br/><br/>"Mr. Dante? I ... I think we need to get out of here. My parents have a cabin in the Upper Peninsula. I know where the key is in our house in Roseville. If we could get there ... I think it might be remote enough to... get away from the monsters?"