The girl with the rifle didn't respond and Matt could tell that her finger went to the trigger. Matt knew he was about to get shot, so he decided not to wait anymore. Before the girl could squeeze the trigger, Matt spun around, axe in both hands.

Matt hating killing women, but he had no choice. After finishing her off, he heard a muffled scream. Remembering the wounded person under the shattered wall, he picked up his axe and went over to the shelter. When he arrived, he saw a man about his age, holding hands with a young girl. The girl seemed to be in pain, and the man seemed to be very well armed. Not wanting any trouble, held his hands up in as much of a nonthreatening way as he could. 

"I'm not looking for trouble." he told them. "Does she need help? I have some pain killers..."