Alaska used to think of the base as home, but with a stranger around would it become more like a prison? Being stuck there with that annoying boy. She rolled her eyes

Victoria jumped, squealing slightly

Victor continued to walk with an even pace, looking for signs of danger around the area. Nothing was there just yet, so he struck up a conversation " So 'Laska.. If we get out of 'ere where would we be goin' ta? " His accent was still strong, signaling he was on edge.

Rose turned swiftly and just sighed, walking back to the door and trying to open it... it wouldn't budge.

Alaska's response would've been 'anywhere but here but instead she actually thought about it. After a moment she said, "Im actually not sure...Where would you go?"

Victoria started freaking out. "We're gonna be stuck down here forever and we're gonna die down here because the door stuck and now we're gonna die!"

" Call me a red-necked cowboy but Montana, Texa's, or Mexico. "

" I think it just is stuck Victoria, just need to fix it or find another way out. "

"Alright, redneck cowboy. What about Wyoming? I've heard it's pretty...open."

"Well who shut it, huh? It wasn't me!"

Victor rolled his eyes, " Open means less stuff. "

" I don't know who shut it. "

"Well is that such a bad thing? If you ask me, open means less cops and less cops means more trouble," she said with a slight smile

Victoria started to break down

" More trouble means me or you can get in a gun fight, die, and leave the kids alone. " Victor said almost coldly.

Rose sighed, and tried to open the door again, kicking it over and over. Then.. there was a loud sound behind them. Like something falling.

Alaska gave him a pointed look, remembering when he had tried to kill himself. "Not necessarily, but whatever."

Victoria jumped to her feet, staring into the darkness

" Well, it isn't like there ain't trouble in a city. "

" Whose there? " A commanding female voice said quite angrily.