When Makarov was quickly reloading his gun, he heard a little sob from afar. Curious, he went to investigate the noise. As he slowly and carefully went closer to the source, he saw the silhouette of a child, somewhere between the age of 15-19, holding a gun with shaky hands. Knowing the child can't do much harm, he tapped on their shoulder and spoke in a fatherly voice. "What are you doing here, child? This isn't a playground."