Peeking around the corner, he could hear them slightly easier. From the angle he was at he could only see the man with the bow. He listened to him as he told her about his fingers.<em>"Poor guy, he must not have picked up those gloves with the tips that can be folded back."</em>he thought, as the man shook his arm.<em>"What are the chances of this, three people coming together at once. Must be luck."</em><br/><br/>Then he heard something slightly. It was just barely there and he only heard it because the wind had died down slightly, like a slight crunch of something moving. The man and possibly the woman hadn't moved at all since he could see. He turned slowly scanning the snow from the curb of the street, he was on to the other side.<em>"Where did that sound come from?"</em>He thought, looking again just to make sure. Then he saw it just barely, a few feet from the alley across the street. He just briefly saw something small moving, so he continued to watch that spot. Then something moved again, also very small, and again. It was incredibly low to the ground,<em>"What the hell is that,"</em>He thought. Watching as he saw something ever so slowly move in front of the two small objects, it was much longer and was pointed at the end.<em>There's no way one could be out during the day, they hate the daylight.</em>He thought, starting to sweat slightly.<em>What am I supposed to do? If that gets the jump on bow man, he's dead. </em>Looking around He found a small block, heavy but maybe he could throw it a good distance.<br/><br/><em>"I need to distract that thing until I can get their attention without getting myself killed."</em>He thought, taking the block into his hands, getting a feel of the weight.<em>"If I can throw this to behind it, and hit something like a trash can or a window and distract it, I could tell them."</em>He suddenly wished that he played more base ball as he found a target, a pretty big window that was from a shop, and threw it with all his might. Hoping that it would hit it and break it.