Of all the times for his gun to jam! Isaac cursed under his breath.
He'd managed to knock the hideous monster creeping up on Alessa unconscious, but he wasn't sure for how long. He needed to figure out how to kill it before it came to.
Isaac ejected the magazine and pulled back to expose the chamber, shaking the rifle in an effort to clear the obstruction.
He felt something give way and rammed the magazine back in, taking aim at the back of the sorry creature's head.
"Isaac, no!" Alessa's voice rang out as she grabbed the barrel of the gun and shoved it away from the creature.
"What are you doing?!" he exclaimed.
"Don't hurt him," she pleaded, panting with exertion.
"What? Why not? It was about to attack you!"
"No he wasn't," Alessa argued, still catching her breath. "He wouldn't hurt me. I think."
Isaac shook his head in bafflement. He knew it'd been a long day - a long couple of weeks - for both of them, but this just defied explanation.