Josh crouched down on one knee scanning the area with one hand hovering about his arrows. Making sure none of them were getting back up he debated on going and grabbing the machete, but without a case he had nowhere to put it so he left it alone, staying in the truck.
 "Let's get out of here." Josh paused then added. "Quickly." He put his bow around his body and went to Jinny still laying in the bed of the truck letting out quiet whimpers. He slowly reached for the gun while speaking softly. "Jinny, it's over. Their gone now, you can let go. It's going to be okay." He knew, some what, of what she was going through mentally, but with her being so young he was sure that what she was feeling was at least 2 times harder to process than when he was 14. His hand now around the gun he spoke again. "You can let go now."