The cave was filled to choking point. Seventeen resistance soldiers, four of which were women, and three of which were heavily wounded. A young lady who was later revealed to be Johnathan's wife tended to the wounded, using the soldier's own medical kits. There were two children, presumably belonging to Johnathan, who were staring with fear at one soldier's limb, which had been ripped of by a particularly vicious inugami. The scent of fear, sweat and blood was thick in the air, and one of the soldiers puked in the corner, adding to the already bad odour of the area. Nobody really spoke, besides in whispers, most of the soldiers being too shocked to speak, having just seen everything they'd hoped for being crushed underfoot. Many of them had never even seen an Old God before, aside from blurry photographs. 
Outside, the thrum of soldiers was growing thinner, as the main body of the routed army passed. Johnathan had stopped calling for new arrivals, knowing that his cave could hold no more, and even now it would be a tight fit. Supplies wouldn't hold, and worry was etched clearly onto his face, as he hugged his wife briefly, before turning to address the room. And then he fell silent. In the distance, screams could be heard. Not the wails of the ghosts, but the agonized screams of soldiers being massacred. One man went to the cave mouth to look, and came back white as a sheet. The air filled with the sound of ripping flesh and cracking bone, loose gunfire and explosions. Roars of victory, amidst screams of fear and pain.
The whole spectacle took only twenty minutes, the whole of which passed in silence. Less out of a need to hide than an instinctive fear of speaking during the grotesque massacre, the men stood still, every one pale. By the time it ended, more than one had been forced to the corner to empty the contents of their stomach. There had been an ambush in place. The fleeing men hadn't stood a chance. More than ten thousand good fighting men, massacred, many unarmed and all tired. Johnathan's wife was sitting in the corner, covering the ears of the children, who were trembling wildly, and clenching shut their eyes, as if that would somehow cause the scene to be less horrific. After ten minutes of silence, which nobody wanted to break, Johnathan stood once more, to speak.
"They're all dead. I was never up for the resistance, but they're what kept me 'n mine safe. It's only right that I repay the favour. I'm Johnathan, Mattocks. This is Alice, and the lil' ones are George and Clementine. There ain't much room, and I don't have much, but what I have is yours. I don't know how long supplies will hold, but....." Johnathan looked around, clearly exhausted. It was becoming more and more clear that there wasn't going to be enough food for this many people to stay for any period of time. With the barren monster-filled desert outside, what had seemed to be a safe haven was turning out to be a trap, a slow death instead of a quick one. "Well, I'm sure we'll manage. Justice protect us." The prayer was uttered in desperate tones, and then Johnathan sat back down next to his wife, as she whispered assurances into his ear, both hugging onto one another.

Curious, and blisfully unaware of the problems of supplies, Goerge and Clementine wandered through the cave, trying to keep away from anyone who was severely wounded, or who looked particularly scary. George, the older of the two by three years at ten, led his little sister around. Seeing a girl in the corner, both happily went over to them. While the soldiers, covered in grime and with their expressions of dread were creepy, George was sure that this new girl would be much more interesting. Furthermore, Clementine had tugged on his ragged shirt, which meant she wanted to sit down, and he worked his way through the forest of legs to the edge of the cave, where the girl was sitting all alone. Her strange clothes only made George more intrigued, and despite her fear and natural shyness, Clementine was slowly looking over her older brother's shoulder at the stranger. However, neither child broke the silence, simply staring at the girl.