“OK, you two… Nocturnal WHatever and Erianina or whatever the **** your name is… KEEP YOUR VOICES DOWN, AND FOLLOW ME. Johnson, hand me your flashlight. YES, you! YES, it’s a mother****ing order. Here, Nocturnal, you carry this, and look after the kid. Hold her hand and keep her quiet.”

“I’ll go first. Johnson and Edwards, you follow me. No, I don’t have another ****ing flashlight for you. You’ll have to share with Edwards. Wh— what? I DON’T GIVE A **** IF HE SMELLS FUNNY, just do as I say. OK, Nocturnal and Erianina, you two follow them. Green, you take up the rear. Cover our backs.”

Alright, everyone… forward, march!