All seems well

As you regulate your breathing, you are able to survey the grounds clearly. The main chapel seems quiet, though you do see several cars parked haphazardly in the lot out front. That's good; apparently many people sought God's light in these times of such darkness.

You quickly ride over to the event hall and hop off the bike. You are about to ditch it and run to the door, when you consider that it might come in handy later. So you walk the bike over to the front door and knock repeatedly.

Your fist is going back for another knock when the door flies open. Suddenly a hand grabs yours and pulls you inside, a girl slamming and bolting the door behind you.

Suddenly you hear your sister shriek your name and push past the girl.

"Kristin!" you are overjoyed and thank God she is alright.

You embrace her tightly.

"Thank God you made it here!" Kristin exclaims. "I was worried you wouldn't make it...we can hear the horns from the traffic jam even here. Oh, you took my bike! Clever!"

"Yeah I had to see you safe," you reply.

You quickly size your sister up. She has really grown into a beautiful woman; you know she will do great things. Her curly red hair flows down to her upper back and her bright blue eyes are filled with hope. You can't help but notice her womanly shape in her yoga pants and t-shirt. Just yesterday it seems she was following you around everywhere, the two of you always were curious when you were little.

"So your sister made it, but what do we do now?" says the blonde girl, Mary, Kristin's best friend.

The other three girls in the room look to you and Kristin expectantly.