[b]Lauren - Catacombs - Katie[/b]

Lauren scooped Katie up into her arms. She caressed the little girl's hair, saying "It will be okay." As the girl cried, Lauren could feel her heart breaking, even amongst this chaos. She spun around and began running as fast as she could while carrying Katie.

She found Bull running down a corridor opposite of hers. She called out to him, managing to grab his attention. He hesitated slightly before running to meet her in the middle of the hallway. "I saw Floyd," he said, barely paying Katie any attention. He looked a bit shell-shocked to Lauren. "In the armory. He was acting suspicious, and I-"

"Bull," Lauren said, attempting to interrupt him. 

He carried on regardless. "I thought he was going to attack me, but-"

"Bull!" Lauren repeated, louder this time. Bull finally stopped and stared at her. "We have to go," she said, moving around him.

Bull scoffed. "Go? Go where? We have to get in on the action, Lauren."

"No, Bull, we don't." She turned on him, a glare settling on her face. "We have to get Katie out of here." She didn't bother to mention that it was largely to get Katie away from her father. "We'll sneak out the back. Whoever's attacking probably knew about that entrance, but there's no way we're getting out the front."

Bull stared at her. She watched as his hands balled into fists. He didn't like the idea, she could see. Unlike her, he was loyal to that awful man. Worse than that, Bull enjoyed a good fight; Violence excited him more than she would have liked. Still, despite fitting in with the other men so well, Lauren knew he was different. She hadn't attached herself to this man just because he was the biggest or the strongest. His demeanour was almost childlike occasionally, and Lauren knew that deep down he had a [i]heart[/i]. Something Tyler had lost long ago.

That's why Lauren knew that Bull would nod quietly to her and agree to her plan, even if his face showed disappointment. "We'll get you somewhere safe," he said to Katie. Then they ran.

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[b]Brad - Cells - Lynn[/b]

Brad screamed as Lynn continued to humiliate him. Every word was like a kick in the teeth. He knew she was right. Right about everything. The men had never said anything to his face, but Brad knew. He knew because he [i]knew[/i] people. No matter what hell would descend on Earth, the people that walked it would always be the same. They would always judge him and scorn him. Brad had never fit into this world, but he had been able to [i]pretend[/i] he fit in, at least for a little while.

But Lynn was lying as well. She said she didn't want to hurt him, but Brad knew that was not the truth. It was him against the world, after all. This toxic bitch hurt him with every breath she took of her miserable life. "You're wrong about him! You're fucking wrong!"

Brad thought he had the upper hand, but Lynn was not backing down on him. He couldn't get his hands on her throat, to shut up her incessant talking. "Godammit!" he yelled, throwing himself off of her and running to grab his fallen machete.