I raised STAFF again. I can't what I was thinking or even if I was. I do know that if Sharon hadn't gotten in front of Rick I would have killed him. She was yelling "No! No! Stop! Please Chosen!" I would have to take her out to get to him and I didn't want to do that. "Not Yet" HE whispered. I lowered STAFF and the room which had shrunk to the space Rick, Sharon, and I occupied snapped back to its full size. With that came the knowledge that it wasn't just the three of us. There had been three people in here when I came down. Two men and a woman.
Rick was moaning and Sharon had changed her focus to him since I looked like I was no longer going to beat the crap out of him. Myself? I was still working on getting my brain re-tuned for dealing with the reality I needed to inhabit right now. I felt people behind me. Before I could turn around I heard a voice, It was Micah, a recent convert, say "You okay Chosen?" I looked over my shoulder. The two men had fanned out behind me. Micah had a closed Buck knife in his hand. The other male, Tiny, had pulled his shirt up to expose the handgun he had tucked into his waistband. The woman was standing by the stairway watching all of us. I wasn't sure what that was all about. I didn't really care either.
I told Rick "Get up. We leave in fifteen minutes. With or with out you." I turned to leave and as I did I told the two men "We're good. You need to go forth soon." I thought that I had covered everything but Sharon couldn't let me get away clean. "Chosen!" I stopped and turned around slowly to look at her. She had her hands on her hips and her head cocked. Never a good sign with her.
"Was that necessary?"
"If you have to ask then you might want to rethink coming with me. You got fourteen minutes."
I looked at the two men who backed me up. "How many of there are you total heading out?"
"Three." This was from Micah.
"Including the woman by the stairs?"
"You have a car."
"You'll be leaving with me."
"Outstanding! You won't regret it sir! We're ready!"