Meanwhile, back in the truck...

"Daddy, I'm scared. I don't think you should go out there."

"C'mon, honey. This is my job. You know that. I've seen way worse shit in Afghanistan. I always promised you that I would come back and I always did. Remember?"

"Of course I remember. You were always my hero, Daddy. But this feels weird... what is that humming sound? You don't even know what's out there. Maybe you should just wait for the state cops to come and take care of this."

Bert puts his hand on the back of Annie's neck and gives her a firm but gentle squeeze. "Annie, my sweet baby. You're a grown woman now. Eighteen years old. You're pulling some kid stuff on me right now. This isn't like when you were five and I was going on deployment. You can handle this. I'm gonna step out there and make sure that there's no emergency and then I'm gonna come back and we're gonna leave."

"But... Daddy?"

"But nothing, Annie. The radio is right there and you know how to use it. If any thing happens... just pick up the mic and yell '999 Sheriff.' Em will know to send the calvary, pronto. Now you just stay put. I'm going out there." Bert pulls the latch and gets out of the truck closing the door behind him.