Shaun thankfully seemed to be reacting to what was staring John in the face, being so clear to John as it had been branded into his consciousness by the girl, he was happy at least someone else was intent on discovering the truth. The mayor on the other hand was a complete waste of time, having wandered off at the first sign of danger. John sighed and shook his head lightly, he had not expected action from the old man, but some reaction would have been nice. The loner had a way of rubbing people up the wrong way when he tried to work with them, and this had been one more example of it.<br/><br/>“Lock up would be a good place for them either way. It is one of the strongest buildings in the town to protect them in, and if they are trouble, you will have them confined.” He said aside to Shaun.<br/><br/>The park ranger would have to rely on himself, his own gun and his naked eye. He could put a few traps on the paths into town, it might catch a traveler unawares but it was a risk worth taking today. Flare traps and snares would be most useful, so they could get some warning of anyone coming, and he knew how to discourage mere animals from setting them off. He doubted he would get any sleep these next few nights, and some stimulants from the pharmacy would be useful.<br/><br/>“I will see about doing what I can alone to prepare us. Though if you all wait too long to organize, there is only so much that can be done. At least declare a school holiday and keep the children from harm, if you can talk the mayor into it, perhaps stockpile some food for your families.” For a moment John was reluctant to pull away from Kayla and Shaun, they seemed at least actively trying to uncover the danger, knowingly or not.<br/><br/>He gave them one more concerned glance, and a nod of the head, “I will start at the north ridge and work my way to the river, all of the trails will be covered. If anywhere it is the river that will be hardest to protect against, but I have a few tricks up my sleeve.”<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>After completing his preparations, tired and weary, John eventually found himself standing behind those gathered in the cell, listening intently. He had just wandered in, and was looking through the bars. The hunter really seemed like he could use a rest, with his clothes visibly dirtier than usual, but still he stood, firm and stoic. The pharmacy had stimulants in stock at least, he would take one after the interview, first he needed a clear head to hear the girls story, and the drugs had a tendency to disrupt your train of thought.