Jenni grabbed the makeshift life-line, gratting it against the still present, sharp jagged blades of glass adorning the window. Dakota, at the bottom, heard the material rip, her cursing drifting through the wind that battered the building. Where the storm had come from was a mystery to all four of the helpless victims.

Glancing around wildly, Adam noticed the window. Swinging back a slight ways, he placed both feet out in front of him and struck the glass. Dakota swore, and climbed up as close to Adam as she could, adding her combat boots to the battering.

Jenni smirked down at them, Shane now aiding the slender female in tearing the cloth. "Say your prayers, whores. Because where you're going, you'll need 'em!" Laughing maniacly, she raised her pistol, aiming for Jeff's head.

"Jeff, watch out!" AJ screamed, and struggled helplessly, attempting to move upwards. But Dakota and Adam's swinging made it hard to balance. Shane glanced down, while Jenni snarled and stepped through the window.

The moment Jenni stepped out, she instantly realized her mistake. Falling off-balance, she screamed and fell. Barely grasping ahold of the sheets, the pistol fell from her hands, flying past Jeff.