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John was in the process of rolling into the alley way and then he heard a voice yell "Stop!" He quickly make himself stop. He didn't turn to face her yet but she was talking to him. First she had asked who he was now she was asking for his help. John turned his head to her but not his whole body and he stayed in a crouch position. He said back to her "My name is John and I'm apparently a Shank, though I'm not sticking to loyally to that right now cause the only other Shank I know I'm fighting. I really don't need a reason to trust anyone right now because I don't know anyone. If you tell me who you need help getting to I have an idea of how I can help you but I'm not a hundred percent sure if it will work." He forgot he was clutching onto his shotgun, he holstered it so it might make him look a little bit less threatening.

John heard an explosion in the street. It's getting even worse out there. He turned completely to the girl. "Look, I know its probably hard to trust me because I'm in a different gang but I really had no say in the matter. I just woke up in a hospital bed and noticed I had this tattooed on my arm. I'm not going to stop you if you want to get out there by yourself but if my idea works it will be a whole lot easier on you."