Shiloh walked through the oncoming crowd with an aggrivated look on his face, bumping into a number of disgruntled strangers he didn't care to count. Finding his child was currently his top priority, and he raised his voice with little care for what the people around him thought. "Nahfe?" Nahfe!? Ey, Nahfe!" When he heard no replies, he sent out a tracking signal, trying to locate her via GPS. However, he was hit with a strange interception, and noticed a bright red dot flashing on his tracking screen. He raised an eyebrow in confusion, and began weaving his way through the crowd. Shiloh tracked the signal into a dimly-lit alley way, and began to grow suspicious as he drew closer to the source of the signal. However, he kept walking. "Nahfe!
