Aaron accepted the shotgun and examined it while Delilah escaped into one of the rooms again. He wasn't very good with guns, but he had a vague idea. It took him a moment to confirm it was loaded and waited for Delilah. She returned with an odd crossbow. He didn't question it and quietly pushed open the door.

"Most of my supplies are downstairs," He heard her mumble. He didn't reply and slowly and quietly made his way down the ladder. Once at the bottom of the ladder, he made his way to the corner of the building and glanced around. He spotted the broken window. He cast another glance at the sky. It was really starting to get dark. He mustered up his strength and stepped in front of the broken window, shotgun raised and pointed into the opening. He noticed the blood covering the edges of the glass. He managed to spot the two people in the shop. He noticed one of them had a gun. He angled the shotgun towards him since the girl seemed defenseless.

"Hey, drop the gun!" Aaron yelled.