"Seems a..." He took the scent again. "A large canine of some kind is heading this way, and right now, I don't want to be caught in a fight when we're near were my safe house was." Col explained clearly. "Lucky for me, I knew this incident was prone to happen... I was warned months in advanced and have supplies that might help us. If you want to know what I'm talking about..."<br/><br/>Col looked up to the sky as if staring at something. "My last mission, my first failure... was to make sure Professor Davilon never made it back to the space station after his speech about the project... if I succeeded, everything would've carried on as they would've been before all of this... though I was set up by someone who knew this and because of that..." He states walking towards where the safe house roughly was. ((His contractor for his last mission are evidently the competitors that the Scientists never knew about.))<br/><br/>--------------<br/><br/>Davilon kept walking unsure as he heard what sounded like voices. "Is someone there? Hello?" He sighed hoping it ain't anything bad.