*Jillian sits outside smoking her cigarette.*
*She watches the menacing looking storm clouds bleed across the skies.*

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*The gigglers keep pressing the attack.*
*One of the gigglers go down from a head shot, and another goes down from a slash from Lecter.*
*They keep giggling as they go down.*

*Above the group the storm cloud keeps growing, and flashes of red lightning light up the sky.*