McKenna frowns, "Du-uh. And, yeah. If it means fighting Moonwraiths then I'm all for it. And, thanks. You will be too if you go through all of that training. Which you most likely will if you chose to stay with us," McKenna offers a flippant grin, peering out the window. "Looks like we're clear; ready to go?"

(Aw, thanks!!!)

"Funny, that didn't look like fun," the voice mused. You hold your hands over your head to block out the moonlight and scan over the figure. It was a young girl, about 16, with scarlet red hair and big blue eyes. "No, you don't. And I took a potion to thwart that. Want one?" The girl pulls out a clear bottle with orange liquid in it. "It tastes like oranges!"
And that's comforting?!?! you think to yourself. Who even is this girl?!?!

After a few minutes of exploring, you catch wind of a conversation.

"-do?"
"I have no idea. The 'wraiths have something up their leave. But they always do."
"Think it's actually a virus-like Elle always said?"
"Never."

Do you approach the voices?

"I'm ready," I say, even though I'm shaking a bit.

"I'd prefer it taste like Orange Fanta." I reply with a nonchalant wave of my hand, "Who are you by the way? You seem to know an awful lot about this situation, mind giving me the details?"

The voices continue:

"You think that Elle was crazy? She was one of the smartest people here."
"She went radical after her friends died."
"What proof do you have?"
"Everything I saw. I am her brother."
"So?"
"So, I know this stuff."
"But you don-Who's here?"

Do you reveal yourself?

McKenna shoots you another flippant grin, "Scared? That should end soon. Well, that's only if you stick with us. If you choose to just take shelter with us, then you might be a scary-cat for the rest of your life. No biggie!"
McKenna glanced out the window, shaking her long strawberry blond hair. "Too risky. Look's like the door."
McKenna strode out the door confidently.

(Do you follow her?)