Tertia

Now that his superior officer was freaked out, Victor stopped with the joking around. He stayed upright and calm, but the fact that he was moving forward with instructions to take the utmost caution started to get the thought that there might be trouble waiting. Victor kept his gun up and he didn't have any plans to do otherwise. When it came time to pick who was scouting, he was suspiciously quiet. He'd go on orders, but he wasn't reccomending he was the first man in.

"So...how we gonna take this one?" he asks casually to break the silence.

Not being sent in with the rest, John took up post in a high tree that allowed him to see over the wall. In the distance he could see his people around the outside of the wall. Laying his cloak over a branch he readied a good perch and gun rest to allow for better precision shots. If he wasnt inside with the others he felt he had to help keep watch on the youngsters.

John heard the echo of the bang. He could see his allies pointing towards a house. John moved his scope over to the house and began scanning the windows for movement.

Dalton took it upon himself to be the one to actualy breach the house as Basil and Victor positioned themselves by the windows and next to the door, Kimie one of the support fire followed behind him. Dalton kicked the door off the hinges, shouting "Militia!" As he entered the house Kimie followed.

There was nothing in the bottom floor which consisted of a living room and a small kitchen, a set of narrow stairs lead up to the second floor. "Clear!" Dalton called signaling Victor and Basil to follow them inside. With shaking hands Basil moved in and fixed his bayonet. Just in case, just then there was another *Slam!* from upstairs. "Upstairs let's move!" Kimie shouted, Dalton moved forward shotgun at the ready.

Meanwhile The rest of the group remained where they were waiting to make sure the house was secured. From his position Jose and Cory could make out a distinct shape behind some sand bags atop one of the town walls, a rifle barrel. It wasn't quite aimed at them it looked more like someone was resting it against the bags.

As John surveyed the scene unfolding in the town he'd hear a distinctive sound coming from the woods behind him, (Click-click-click-click)

Jose moved closer, staying away from the aim of the barrel. His goal was to attempt to secure the target without killing. They could question them later.

John: He still didn't have a visual on the threat some shrubs obscured it from view but he could still here it, (Click-click-click) The Lieutenant was responding to him, "What? What are you talking about?" He then seemed to figure out what John meant, "Don't engage unless you have to, try and make your way back towards us." As he spoke the clicking of the thing faded and there was the slightest of shuffles as it seemed to lose interest and move on.

Jose: The owner of the rifle didn't seem to see Jose as he crep closer it stayed where it was, if he moved quickly he could use a crate as a stoll and make it to the top of the wall. Jose hadn't communicated with the others about his intentions, but Jessica glanced over to see him moving towards the wall and then she saw the rifle barrel.  "Aw, shit!" She cursed bringing her own weapon up and training it on the spot. This caused the others to look and see and then every gun was trained on the lone rifleman. "Hands up!" Persephone shouted but there was no response, it seemed Jose was in the best position to go over the wall and confront whoever had the rifle. 

Victor: There was no response from Kimie as they made it up the stairs, there was no movement in the upper levels then they quickly found the source of the noise, a door slammed and then opened as the wid blew through the house which had every window open for some reason. "You got to be kidding me." Dalton muttered at the loose door opening and closing. 

"That's almost a cliche." Kimie said. Dalton found a book and used it to prop the door open so it'd stop slamming. Basil meanwhile was poking around upstairs, he looked in the room that the door was slamming and shook his head, "This is creepy." He muttered the room appeared to be a child's bedroom and the kid seemed to like drawing on the walls as all kinds of weird stick figures adorned the wall:
                                                                  
                                                               

This just seemed to make things even more disturbing, suddenly Basil gasped and ran to the opposite side of the room rifle up at the ready. "Halt!" He shouted trying to sound authoritive.

Victor waited outside of the room in the doorway, making double sure that no horror movie type stuff happens.

"How bad's it look?" Victor asks. Despite his earlier attitude it was less funny and more worried for the rest of the squad. When Basil yelled halt, Victor lost it. In the direction Basil pointed, he points his rifle in that direction and hoped someone shined a light in that direction. "What is it man?!" Victor shouts, making it clear he's not in on what's going on.