Nikolai pointed his revolver around franticly, looking for the source of the unknown noise. "What in fucks name is that, fuck. I hate things I can't see, it makes it harder to dodge attacks." He said, clearly angered by the sounds.<br/><br/>Shamus smashed the shotgun's barrel against the infected, before turning to the rest of the crowd. The odds were against him in this sort of situation, but he wasn't distressed by the numbers. "Before I cuut through everything I see, are there any friendly bastards out there. I'll just be here, cutting the fuck out of these things." Shamus said with a cough, as he began slicing through the crowd of restless with his knife, an almost satisfied look in his eye.