Nathan ran towards the cellar, he patted John on the shoulder as he walked in. "Vik?" He whispered. "What we got?" He asked, still whispering, as he crept more inside the cellar, with his rifle raised. 

Sam nodded and ran alongside her Sister. She hated hearing the things out here, and wondered if she actually up to the task at hand. She pulled her pistol out, and ran just behind Lauren, thanking the gods when they found the relative safety of the cellar. Sam headed inside just after Nathan, she stuck to the door, not wanting to go in there too much without Lauren. Sammy didn't have to speak this, Lauren would know why her sister held back, they knew each other well, and often read off each others body language.