“What are you going to do now, huh? Are you just going to stare at us?” Larse was already standing in front of her, blocking the gun that was pointing straight at them.
He seemed unaffected by the weapon, fearless even, but there seems to be some sort of uncontrolled madness within him that made Crystal feel uncomfortable and scared even, seeing as he was somewhat acting a bit deranged while walking towards the woman.
Dana was shaking, in tears, and white as a ghost, even though she was the one holding the gun at them. It looked like she was even more afraid than they were.
“Larse, can we all just please calm down for a bit and talk about this,” she tries to reason out, fearing for the worst.
Larse turns to her, looking all smug with a wide grin on his face. “I know what I’m doing, she
