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John slowly slid the door wide open, giving them and escape route if they needed it. “It was a holy man’s house. He used to hold ‘Bible Reading Club’ every day here.” He now had his gun out, looking around the corners, not trusting any corner. “I need you to get every light on for me, would you?” He did not smile; he wanted to protect this girl. She seemed at least a year younger than him. He felt bad about no answering her earlier statement, slash question. “Yes, I hear the fighting. I did not care much of it though.” He smiled, turning his bad to the wall, and actually backing up so that he hit the fall. He had good reason to: So that any attackers would not be able to grab him, or bite him.