"Are you crazy?!" Aaron suddenly yelled as the sniper threw the grenade. "That explosion is going to-"

The ground seemingly shook as the grenade exploded. The street was briefly lit from the blast. Some of the nearby infected screamed at the light. Enraged, the infected began moving towards the source of the disturbance. The infected had not yet spotted them, but it was only a matter of time. Aaron gritted his teeth in rage. It seemed every time one of these survivors came along, the situation grew worse. He almost considered running away, but he'd feel bad if he left Delilah with these psychos. Then again, he'd probably die before it was morning anyway.
He reached into his pocket and tossed the gun back to the man from earlier.

"Have it back. Probably won't make a difference anyway," Aaron grumbled.