with a "whooshing sound" form a star trek door, in comes an African American, a heavyset young man that is wearing his clothing with a sag. He takes a few steps inside and scans the room. His eye falls on the women for a second before going back to the males in the room. He is silent and holds a scowl on his face. Walking to a seat and paying attention to anything that might try to get behind him and will start to listen. His eyes finally notice the numbers on the bodies of the others.