Ruin Escape

One of the gang members was an older man, dressed in incredibly shabby clothes that looked like they may not ever have been washed.

He had a gun in his hand, some sort of heavy rifle that looked awkward to hold in his hands. It was clearly something that he didn't have very much experience in using.

Another of the five strange gang members was a little girl, she couldn't have been much older than twelve years old. She didn't have a gun, she was holding a knife. There was almost a familial resemblance between her and the older man. Maybe she was his granddaughter?

Of the group in front of us, only a couple actually looked as if they truly belonged in a gang setting, the rest of them just looked absolutely terrified to be there.

The old man raised his gun in shaking hands but hesitated before taking the shot.

"Shoot 'em then, you old fool," one of the gang members, this one with a tattoo of the Coventry Mob logo on his neck, spat.

Several things happened at once.