((Her back is up against the wall haha. But since we can't access the edit button until we're approved, I'll roll with it.;)  ))<br/><br/>Gina froze, the revolver aimed up at the ceiling. The voice was female, and sounded young... Maybe she could be reasoned with.<br/>"There's just me....I'm alone I swear it!" She said, trying to keep the fear out of her voice. Hopefully she was a loner like Gina, and not one of the girls who liked to hang around the bandit crews for<em>protection</em>.<br/><br/>"Just let go," she said, trying to keep her throat back away from the knife. "I'm not out to hurt anybody. I just need supplies! That's all! Your footprints just startled me!"