<b>RE: come take a look!</b><br/><br/>Trent and his crew had finally made it to the roof, looking around, staying silent, communicating by hand signals. The crying was louder here, coming from behind a couple of crates. Trent moved up. "Hey, are you okay? Do you need help?" Trent moved closer, slowly making his way around the crates. "It's okay, we're soldiers. We came to help people." He finally came around the crates, his flashlight falling on a hunched over fiure crying into bloody hands. Then, the figure looked up at him with red eyes, growling at him. Following his intinct, he dashed towards the creature, slamming the stock of his barrel into the creatures face, sending it sprawling to the ground. "We got Zed!" He yelled, his soldiers vaulting over the crates and opening fire at the thing that was beginning to stand up, letting out an ear-piercing, inhuman scream that went down a few city blocks.