[b]Present Time, Three Towers Apartment Complex, Lobby[/b]

Considering how chaotic the events unfolded, Sue decided it wasn't safe to be lingering around anymore. With the crowd now ushered towards the higher floors, the girl has no choice but to follow suit. A tedious affair to say the least, as she moaned in her mind at the flight of stairs. As she begrudgingly started pacing towards the stairwell, she noticed a slight difference in coloration by the wall. Sue reacted by giving it a little more attention. It seems to be a dull silhouette of a figure, barely distinguishable if not for her rather 'observant' eye for detail artists tend to have.

She stopped in her tracks, fearing that it may be another one of those cannibalistic freaks readying to pounce onto whomever that was within range. Upon closer inspection, as her eyes slowly adjusted to the dimly lit area around the stairwell, she made the silhouette out to be a man hidden behind the less lit segment of the wall right beside the stairs - with what seemed to be the silhouette of a rifle that resembled an AR-15.

"[i]Wait, what?[/i]"

She was in a sense amazed and simply stood there staring at the man for a short while as the crowd shoved her aside trying to get away from the lobby. The man eventually slipped out of the shadows with his rifle trained at the general direction of the threat - which she presumed to be responding to the plight of the pastor who willingly decided to '[i]hold them back[/i]'.

"Start making your way upstairs Padre, I'll secure the lobby and barricade them from higher ground," the armed man with what seemed to be a mohawk uttered as he left the guise of the shadow, now in full view. Sue took notice that the man was in fact, fully equipped in military gear - which somehow amazed her in quite a lot of ways.

One of the crowd took notice of the man's barking order and tried to comment on it; not long before said man unloaded several rounds seemingly ignoring his comments. Every shot fired created an unsavory shock wave to Sue's eardrums to which she responded by wincing and having her palms covering her ears instinctively. The burst of gunfire silenced most of the chatter through its sheer volume, resulting with the crowd hastening their climb with screams of panic now going off once in a while.

"[i]Were guns really that loud?...Ugh...Americans, I guess they truly are gun-nuts...[/i]", the girl mused with these thoughts with an annoyed look. She wondered how the man came in possession with such a dangerous weapon in the first place. Well, not that she should be complaining - any form of weaponry is much appreciated now with a surge of deathly limping figures converging into the lobby.

The girl figured that it was perhaps safer to stick around - what with the crowd now whipped into a frenzy as they shoved and tugged at each other around trying to climb the flight of stairs into safety. She wasn't exactly capable enough physically to compete with a panicking crowd at this point anyway, nor would it be the wisest.