The five continued back to there rooms which were like jail cells but a little more comfy. Mrs. Loomis entered her room and sat down on her rock solid bed. She sat there thinking on what she could do to win the battle. She came upon the idea to team up with her son until they were the only ones left standing and then she would finish him off. She picked up the gun, which she had put down next to the window and examined it. She pointed it to the wall and slowly pushed down on the trigger. Then she let it go. The gun didn't fire. She knew she couldn't risk wasting all the bullets for practice. The idea kept swirling in her head that what if Billy got the final blow. What if she had run out of bullets and was left with a useless gun? Could she still defeat her son?

Meanwhile back in Stu's room, he thought about the consequences of having the worst weapon. He thought that he should join an alliance with Mickey and Roman to kill the family members off so that they wouldn't have to face an unstoppable force. He knew that Mickey and Roman would perhaps be the greatest killers, but put against the Loomis' they would be defeated. He had no idea what to do. He thought to himself that he should join alliances with everyone and eventually break them. That would be his final and most effective plan.

The other three weren't even thinking about making an alliance for they thought that they could defeat everyone on their own. The truth was that you needed someone to team up with you or you would be defeated easier.