Alexa pulled tight on the last knot, making sure it was firm before coiling up the sheet rope and laying it on the couch next to her. "Yeah, a fire hazard, and not to mention youll need a 220 volt line to fry anything, and the only way to get that is through the main breaker box in the basement." She added once Pat had finished, leaning forward to grab ahold of the coffie table in front of her and pull it closer. She grabbed her shotgun and began to pull back the action, dropping all the shotgun shells into her paw and placing them on the table. "As for the wall, there is no way in hell we are getting over it of even past it for that matter, the government put it there for a reason." The vixen reached over and grabbed a remaining sheet, ripping a piece off of it and folding it up. Keeping the action open, she began to gently rub the cloth along the inner mechanisms of her shotgun, cleaning away the blast residue. "In situations like these the government has one priority, and thats containment. Make sure the virus or whatever the hell it is doesnt leave the city." She moved the cloth up and around the receiver before flipping the gun over and polishing the barrel. "I guarantee you they will kill us if we get over that wall, beacuse to the Feds, we are already dead. So if any of you have any dreams or hopes of a rescue, Id get over them."