Hunter would run through the building not paying attention to much going on around him. He would run into what he guessed was a storage closet. He would holster his .45 and grab his shotgun off his back, he would also take off his bag and face the toy dog to him. "Alright dog, people are here, they may not have noticed us despite how much you panicked. Yes I mean you I heard you cry in fear." Hunter would make sure the shotgun was loaded. "Remind me if we see another assault rifle to take it, I don't care how much ammo it goes through, we have more then enough. We have enough to fight a war!. Only we are armed with shotguns and hunting rifles."
Hunter would set up a shotgun shell trip wire for the door way. "anyone steps thought that door they will get a free shotgun shell. Yes we can spare the shell, like I said we still have a lot, and it's one of the training loads, those things are crap. At most it should maim the poor sucker who enters, or they will die of an infection in which then we may have problems." Hunter would load the shotgun with a different kind of shotgun shell and change out a piece of the barrel.
As Hunter puts the new piece of the barrel on the shotgun fires into the ceiling of the storage closet. "Dammit...Yes I know I should have unloaded the gun before I put the choke on. I can't make careless mistakes, careless mistakes kill people. No need for more dead people." Hunter would wait as is if the toy dog was talking to him. "Well I don't see you doing anything, Maybe next time you could load the gun well I set the trap?"
Hunter would set up a blanket and lay down, being cautious because of the shotgun shell fired into the roof. "We wait here, people or no people I do not want to die, We still have to find her. Dead or alive I have to know...I can't leave her dog. Not again."