to his two decoys. As soon as they were taken out the attention of the swarm would be on everything else again. A series of explosions booms from the direction of the town and Dylan’s reaction echo’s in his ear:
Dylan: JESUS! … Sorry… What the hell was that? The whole street just exploded!
The mines came in handy after all, but now there was nothing standing between them and the remaining swarm. He looks up at the clouds which, as if the mines detonating were a signal, have now decided this was the best time to release their contents. The first drops hit his face and he holds his tongue out while sprinting to catch a few. Then stops, just as the tracks meet the river and lift up over a bridge. He gives Dylan another instruction from