Many of them were locked into a white, empty room. Not that the fact being locked into a room wasn't scary enough, this room was also watched by an armed marine man. It felt more like a prison to Kahleen than a rescue Rig. Was this really for their best? Locked up with no furniture to even sit on and a rifle pointed at them? At least they weren't alone.

The moment Kahleen was brought into the room, she searched the room for Jamie. She only realised the door has been blocked from outside once she found her lover unharmed. Seeing Jamie safe was like a quick trip to heaven, before she came back to the reality where no one was ever safe for a long time. And her feeling would turn out to be correct.

The survivors would give every one in the room a look, some would speak here and there, but the most attention was on the marine above them.
It was worrying Kahleen, that the man could just shoot them one by one and they couldn't even do anything about it. She felt uneasy. All the other people only dared to look at the marine man from time to time, while Kahleen gave him a stare as though she would see right through him.

Her stubborn side had come out. She would not take being watched over with a [i]freaking weapon.[/i][i] That's not nice.[/i]

The blonde beauty beside her gave her a rather rough punch on the shoulder. "Ow!", Kahleen complained and focused on her girlfriend.
Jamie had her judgemental [i]you are not listening to your girlfriend[/i] look on her face. Kahleen knew that look all too well. "I - ", but she was interrupted by a man yelling female names. "Taylor. Ava, are you here-", he yelled.

The room shook as though it was shaken by god's hand. Kahleen grabbed Jamie by instinct and held her upright. "Was that a bomb?!", she asked the woman. Alarm lights turned the room red. Panic broke loose.

Before she could say anything more though, a loud [i]thump[/i] made her jump. The marine man from above was lying on the floor. Another man had taken his position on the catwalk. It was also a marine but he was grinning without any joy, his eyes were big and this animal look on his face made things only worse. 

"Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaadiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeees and gentlemen! Thankyou for visiting the Rig, we hope to see you again soon. WOOP WOOP!"

Kahlan's first instinct was to flee, but the door was still locked. People screamed for help. The crazy man held grenades in his hand...

[i]Gun shooting![/i]

Kahlan automatically raised her hands to her ears to shield them from the noise, her eyes searched the noise and she saw the man, who was yelling female names in order to find people, shooting a gun with no experience whatsoever.
As if trying to get where he got the rifle from, her head slowly turned to the knocked out marine. And she found the knife, that belonged to the marine. She let go off Jamie's upper arm and rushed over the floor, in all the panic nobody noticed it anyway, and she grabbed herself the knife while the gun shots flew through the air.

The next thing she knew, she was on her knees holding the knife, the infected man was dead by the shots, blood dripping from the wall above them and grenades hit the floor harmlessly. 

The shooter spoke up: "Oh thank god. I bet he can get us out of here."

Kahleen stood up. "Good shots." Thankful for someone saving the situation, she nodded her head at him. Nobody was hurt, that's a plus. But she wondered how the knocked out marine would react when he'd wake up...