Emmett stood watch upon his rail-yard. His sniper rifle in hand as he scammed the area for threats. Whether that be the Creatures... or Man. After the death of his wife and sons he had no motive to keep surviving but, after protecting and saving his old friend's family... he had people to protect now.

He adjusted the grip on his sniper, peaking through the scope searching the area for anything near. He felt a jump in his heart when he began to hear a pitter patter coming from below.