Knight heard the walking on the catwalks and saw two vague figures. he reached for his sniper but it was just out of reach.<span style="font-style: italic">Can i move without screaming from my leg?</span>The thought ran through his mind and he made his decision before it even finished.<br/><br/>He used the building to pull himself up and put a little weight on his leg. He held back a groan of pain. A lot less pain then he had expected. He kept moving till he could pick up his sniper and crawled back into a corner. He looked through the scope at the two on the catwalks.<br/><br/>"Damnit" Knight muttered. Raiders if he had ever seen one. He pulled the bolt back on the sniper and lined the crosshairs of his scope up with the armed ones windpipe firing the shot. He watched as his hand went to his throat and he fell over the railing of the catwalk. The other one turned to see but it was too late. Knight had already pulled the bolt back and had the crosshairs on his heart. A second shot rang in the air this one seeming to last longer. This one fell to to the floor of the catwalk.<br/><br/>Knight knew there were more and knew they would be coming to see what had happened. Also the shots would attract infected. He crawled into the shelter of a small house that he had cleaned out earlier. He put the sniper at the window and waited. He needed help if there were as many raiders as he had expected he wouldnt last they would find and kill him before he could get them all.