As the captain continued talking, Reed stood and left the room.

Reed was standing, hands tied behind him, in the back of the wagon.

Reed stood about fifty feet in front of them, his pistols raised.

Reed was standing behind him, but said nothing.

Reed saw that Chandra had appeared as well, and was standing nearby.

Reed stood in the darkness on the steps of the church, looking out across the wooded area beyond the parking lot.

Reed stood beside it instead, feeling odd wearing a pistol on his hip.

Reed stood on one side of it, Trip the other.

Reed stood there, and all he could think of was Alana.

Reed cut the last word short, and stood quite still for a moment.