Make her move

You consider your options for several minutes before grabbing the sobbing girl by the arm and dragging her along with you.

"As of today, apparently I'm a ****, but I'll be damned if I let my body count rise above what's strictly necessary," You spin her to look in her eyes, "I couldn't care less right now if you try to kill me in my sleep later, but right now we are going to walk away from some psychopaths. I don't think they would hesitate to kill me, and do even worse to you than I did to you. Right now I am the lesser of two evils. Now, are you going to come with me, or are you going to wait around to die?" She slowly shakes her head, and you continue to drag her through the mall.

"Where the hell are you taking me?" she asks, finally shaking your grip off her arm.

You pause for a second, and realize you had nowhere to go. You were basically out of food, had no supplies, and were only equipped with Gwen's pistol. You could try looking for supplies, but the longer you were here, with an unwilling partner and a pack of crazies squatting at the front door, the longer you were in danger.

All of a sudden there was a sharp pain in your right shoulder, and you hear a voice calling Gwen to her.

"Are you ok Gwen? When I saw the party out front I had to come check on you." You turn around to see a woman in a navy-blue ninja outfit, who is equipped with all types of daggers. One of those daggers is now presumably now lodged in your back.