With caution

After thinking about it for a minute, you decide to play it safe and figure out what exactly you're getting into here.

Slipping into a nearby alley, you drop your pack and proceed on foot towards the house, trying to remain in cover as best you can.

As you near the house, the first thing that strikes you is the smell of cooking meat, the second thing that you realize is that you can hear the sound of two people talking, female from the sounds of them.

Sneaking closer in the hopes of getting a look at who you are dealing with, you lean around the corner of the house you are huddled behind. You see three ladies, all between their late teens and their early thirties. All three of them are dressed in pants, with belts, t-shirts, and one of them has what appears to be a scarf around her neck.

The blonde of the group leans over the railing, looking down the street away from you, a rifle slung loosely over her shoulder.

Much closer, you hear a faint crunch, followed by a woman's voice, "Now, this can play out one of two ways." She pauses for a brief moment, "You can move real slowly, keeping your hands where I can see them. Then we can both walk back to the house and get to know each other like proper people." Another pause, longer this time, "Or, you can do something stupid like run, or try for my gun, in which case I'm going to assume you're trouble. And I won’t hesitate to blow your fucking brains all over the side of this house if I think you're trouble," What feels like a gun barrel presses against the back of your head, "We understand each other?" Her voice carries a dangerous undertone.