Yvonne was just about to speak up before she was interrupted. A dialogue had formed between some of the people in the cell and the voices over the loudspeaker, the latter informing them just how much time they had before supposedly, someone came for them. She then turned to the guy who'd last addressed her.

"I was thinking we come up with a plan, but it's too late now," she went on, her eyes desperately scanning every corner of the cell. She stopped when her eyes fell on the door once more. "We could have overpowered them, catch them off guard and possibly make it past them..." Yvonne sighed, her hands starting to shake just the slightest as time continued to slip from them. It was hard to concentrate, especially when they were mere moments from being exposed to psychopaths. 

"Get back against the wall," she whispered as some sort of warning.