It's dark, and you're listening for sounds, hoping that something won't come out of a corner. Suddenly, you hear a sharp sound, like someone running from one hiding place to another. You follow the sound until you hear a nervous male voice, aware of your presence.

Who's there?

You follow the sound until you see a man sitting on the floor near a broken glass after another battle, his hand is bleeding and he has his hand on the trigger, he looks at you, realizing that you are a human, but still without trust, he lowers his gun, relieved but still wary