What a prick. Casey moved the scope to regain the running woman. That guy at the house was going to let her get killed by the aliens without a second thought, tempted to put a shot in the house’s side to express his opinion of the man.

He saw pale movement on in the night scope and regained the woman as she bounced her way into the tangle of cars.

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Aw shit, she was running right at an alien. He could just see its head behind the hood of an old model car, a white blot with enormous eyes.

Vaguely, he could hear machinery coming from the gully once again as he steadied the reticule of the gun on the alien’s head. He would make the shot; it was too good an opportunity to ignore.

If the woman survived, then he might have finally contributed to the welfare of the actors in a small way.

He had to shoot.