Behind each member of the pack stood a man dressed in fatigues, pointing a gun to the back of each member. Lewis raised his arm and each one ****s their gun. Lewis smiles a deep, evil grin, "So, which one will it be? We can't carry you all back." He looks at the group and says, "We have to lose some baggage," he turns back to Natalya, "wouldn't you agree? I mean there are so many of you." He walks directly beside her and grabs her chin forcefully, making her stare at her family. He plants his face right next to hers and asks, "So, who's first?" He pushes her face away as he backs away, letting her focus on her pack.