"Fuck- Fuck!" Simon leaned against the wall of an alley, sliding down onto the ground to check the ammo in his gun. He was low, which wasn't the best... certainly not how he'd like things to be.

Simon paused when he heard something. Crunching leaves? Glass, maybe? He readied his gun in case he had to fire at one of those things.

But that... that wasn't one of them, was it?

Simon faltered.