Steph watched as the bat rolled to her feet, she wasn't completely sure though as she may have had another weapon.
Taking a deep breath, Steph turned the corner, her gun straight in front of her, aimed at the stranger.
She clasped the gun in both hands and slowly walked forward, keeping the barrel of the gun pointed at her.
When she was a few feet away she stopped.
"Strip. To your undies. Or else" The last remark was stern, Steph looking deep into the girls eyes. If the girl looked properly she may have seen the hint of fear in them, she was acting tougher than she was.
But a scared person with a gun could be even worse than a angry person with one..