<strong>BANG!</strong><br/><br/>Still the monsters outside tried to breach the metal door.<br/><br/><strong>BANG!</strong><br/><br/>The one outside gets hit next with a loud clang just as bad as the inner door.<br/><br/><strong>BANG!<br/><br/>BANG!<br/><br/>BANG!</strong><br/><br/>And endless stream of loud bangs and people shouting, asking question and doing whatever else. Williams marched around, stroking his head and chin; head to chin and then back again. He grumbled as his mind through of what to do, they were all waiting for him to make a choice on what to do and he didn’t know what to do.<br/><br/>“Food source,” That voice from before came through the hole- Wait a moment, detonation cord?<br/><br/>Williams marched quickly up to the groups new explosive expert and picked up the man’s pack, “You’ve got det cord in this thing and you only bring that up now!? You live in America, son, don’t hold out when explosives are involved.” With the pack still in his hand, he turned to the other two. “Look for something that looks like long yellow rope but DON’T get it near anything flammable or a flame.” His eyes squinted on Crystal, “That means anything that can catch fire… like your drugs or fire.”<br/><br/><strong>BANG!</strong><br/><br/>"Move it!"