“Don’t panic, I’ll get the lamps lit, it’s no big deal” I said as I flicked my lighter open and thumbed the spark wheel to set fire to the w...ick. I lit the oil lamps in the kitchen and the living room. Then armed with a flashlight we moved our mattresses from our beds and onto the living room floor. As Shela spread sleeping bags over the mattress I closed the doors to all three bedrooms and the dining room. I hung a blanket over all the doors to help keep the heat in the area where we were. We. John and Kenny agree and everyone changes into their pajamas and lies down for the night. However, just as John is about to fall asleep, he hears his phone buzz. Hey, come out here now. The text reads, from Kenny. Making sure Lacy is sound asleep, he creeps out of bed and sneaks out of the bedroom. He closes the door quietly, and turns around. His jaw drops as he lays eyes on Kenny, her legs spread and her hand down her panties. She smiles at him. ‘I need more.’ She says to him in a soft,. Mr. Greenwich pulled out a big shiny gun and held it to her nose. It was long, with a black handle. She screamed ‘Oh my God!’, and he pushed her out of the way and went inside. He locked me and Sammy in our bedroom. Our room was pretty small, nothing there but the bed we slept in, and the dresser where we put all of our clothes. In the next room we could hear Mommy struggling with the big man. He grunted a lot, and she was crying and sobbing and screaming. Then we heard him yell something, and. The press was unusually quiet. He said, “Sandy Dancing, do you have any questions?”Sandy Dancing said, “Do you mind if I request a moment of silence for all of those brave young men who died fighting a war which you have so tirelessly struggled to make a reality?”Mr. Jacques Descroix felt like she had punched him in the stomach. It was a reasonable request, but it was framed as if he was responsible for all of those deaths. Getting control over his voice, he replied, “As Ms. Sandy Dancing.