flask, we’ll meet these guys at the top of the ramp, bring the men some soup.

He looks at Sarah again: You coming?

Sarah: Of course!

As they climb the ramp and greet the soldiers stationed there a man dressed in a long black robe with a clean shaven head approaches along the tracks. He’s followed closely by about eight men all dressed in black and armed with rifles.

Brian: So who the hell is this?

Walshy: No idea, probably from that group at Connolly.

Sarah: And they think they can just walk in here?

Walshy: So you’re going to talk to them yeah?