Faintly hearing the commotion in the distance,  he rose to his feet assuming danger was near. He made his way in the direction of the noise he had heard moments ago cautiously sticking close to shadowed areas. The cool breeze began to brush his face and he smelt the beach's salty water as he neared. He drew his pistol as he came close unsure of what to expect once he hit the corner. Thoughts raced threw his mind as he prepared, his breathing slow and calm, and then in his head a count down as he readied to step out from his hidden spot. "1..2...."