The three of you freeze and all listen more closely. You take a quick look outside and there is no sign of the Colonel's men. You move closer to the door down to the basement. “Come on up, we won’t hurt you. We’re not bad people.”
“Fuck you," you hear a woman’s voice from the basement say. "Get the fuck out of my house.”
Grace moves toward the doorway and say, “We really won’t hurt you.”
Then you hear a man’s voice say, “Liz, I think it will be OK. Let’s go up and talk with them.”
The woman speaks again, “OK dip shit, back away from the doorway, we’re coming up.
As you move away from the basement doorway you see an adult woman, maybe late thirties, with blonde hair and a shotgun come into view. If not for the shotgun she would be a MILF in every sense of the word as her tits are big, her ass is tight and if she was not intent on killing you she would look pretty nice. Right behind her you see a man, maybe 10 years older than the woman, with iron gray hair and a bit of a gut. Then a pretty black haired girl who is in her late teens, maybe 19 or 20.
You watch them come up the stairs and then come into the kitchen where all of you pause for a moment looking at each other.
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