"What are they doing?" Claire asked.
"Fighting!" Jessica said, looking out the window.
"They look like they're actually fighting," Claire replied.
Miles looked out the window.
"I think they are actually fighting," Miles replied.
"Should we stop them?" Claire asked.
"I doubt they'd hurt each other," Miles replied.
Vicky was on top of Connor. She raised her hand to punch him.
"Give up," Vicky said.
"Never!" Connor replied. He reached for a piece of broken glass on the ground, and held it to Vicky's throat. "How about now?"
"You won't hurt me… right?" Vicky asked. She looked at her father's eyes searching for his reply.
Connor smirked. He pinned her on the ground, and held the glass to her neck.
Vicky looked at him with large eyes.
"Your hand's bleeding," Connor said. Vicky raised her hand, and looked at the blood dripping from it.
