For a long moment Nathan remained silent starring at the part of the wall being scratch. Daring to divide his attention he whispered to David, "Behind the lean-to, in one of the crates, we have a Light machine-gun or three. Do me the great personal favor of getting one ready. Grab one of the machetes for yourself while you are at it."

Nathan had worked as a security officer before becoming a doctor of sorts, while he was grateful for the weapon knowledge that afforded him it had never once talked about or even hinted at how to deal with alien fauna of any kind, let alone whatever this monster might turn out being. Fortunately bullets tended to kill things, Nathan waited for a target, eye to the scope.