Inside the small tent was surprisingly warm, thanks to the snow that had fallen, trapping the heat in; he got down onto knees, then turns to zip himself in. Once that was done he carefully stripped himself of his wet clothe items, wrapping himself into new ones.

With this task completed, he faces the cavity of his tent, then crawling down onto his stomach he wiggles forward filling that space; at the other end were four laptop with two modems connected. They was already switched on, listening in on twenty-four hours on his targets.