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Waking moments later, Fergus lurched to his feet and stumbled over to were he knew the girl was hiding in "Zimmermans Seafood" he discarded his jackhammer for a moment and bent to grasp the underside of the counter. Straining only slightly he tore the counter from the floor, rotting boards giving way as he lifted the counter to chest level before throwing it a few feet behind him. He loomed over the girl for a moment, the lamps on his visor blaring an angry red before softening to an almost white pale yellow, he gingerly fell to his knees with a loud thunk and extended his pinky finger for the child to shake.

"Well looks like is' just me and you now lassie, can Ah call you Rosemary?" though hidden by his helmet the scarred brutal face adopted something it rarely knew, a smile.