"Gotcha," Touya affirmed with a nod, rolling the bat off his shoulder. "C'mon squirt, I'll be right behind you," he said, putting a comforting and firm hand on Sakura's shoulder. He knew she was scared. What twelve-year-old wouldn't be? And he had the added benefit of being Sakura's brother, so he knew how to read her a bit better than the average kid.

But if she didn't get out tonight, she never would. If he showed he was scared too, she'd never leave. He had to stand as an example to her--powerless, exhausted, but firm in his mission to get them all out.

"It's this way, right?" Touya said, pointing through the wall in the direction of the Sun Room.