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Jenny gave the woman a shurg, not really caring about clothing. It didn't seem like something to worry about. She pushed her hair back over her shoulders and took a hold of the handles of a couple of guns, though she didn't think she was likely to fire them unless trapped.

"Enough weapons for an army? Did he know that this was going to occur? Many of the humans seem as if they were caught unaware by this rise in activity among the creatures. I had assumed that they were a new predator to the area. Will your father have more information on them?" Jenny theorized that if she could find out more information about these creatures, it would lend to the extension of her survival.

Jenny paused before beginning down the stairs, for the first time she wondered about her own survival as someone inside the situation, instead of thinking that she was simply observing. It seemed probable that she would die and she came to the conclusion that this was acceptable. As she looked around at the bottom of the stairs she asked plainly, "Are you afraid of dying, Sam?"

As they walked past the cell phone Jenny aimed a gun at it but lowered the weapon and looked to Sam. They would need to get out of there, and soon. The ringing was like a beacon for the creatures.