ANTON
Sounds of battle came from all around. Anton stayed inside Chris’ barn and kept an ear turned toward the tunnel, listening for sounds of demon-humans coming from Parrish’s house. He looked around the barn and realized the wooden walls, floor, and roof would offer almost no protection when they arrived. The best he could hope for would be to hold them off until he ran out of ammo and then sprint for the house.
Anton understood if any attackers got through the tunnel, he and the others would be sitting ducks. He needed a better way to protect them and himself. In the furthermost corner of the barn, he saw stacks of bags containing concrete that Chris was saving for his next project, whatever it might be. Anton set the g*n down and got busy moving the bags, which weighed about sixty p
