When the rifle stopped at her feet, Rebekah picked it up with due care.  A loose firearm was an accident waiting to happen.  She checked for a safety, making sure to not go near the trigger at any point.<br/><br/>She held tightly to the railing and to the rifle as the planed continued to pitch dangerously.  The guard was fighting the men, screaming at them.  The woman beside her pulled the lever, triggering a new round of terrible noises - this time it wasn't the creatures causing her blood to chill.<br/><br/>There was nothing Rebekah could do.  Nothing more anyone could do really.  Bullets had no lasting effect on whatever it was that attacked the airplane, and once that lever was thrown the fate of anyone still left alive in the section with the monsters was out of their hands.  For a moment she thought they were all going to join those unfortunates in a long cold fall, but then the hatch was shut and the corridor was quiet.<br/><br/>The guard lunged for her rifle, Rebekah tried to keep the frantic woman from reaching it.