[ John rolled his eyes. His hand reached out to snag Raylan, giving him a fierce tug back out of the fog. Raylan had a damn good point. John hated that. It meant it that John had to stop being a mopey bastard and actually do the damn job he so loudly proclaimed he did.

Forcing his hand. It sounded like something Chas and Manny would do. ]

Yeah, yeah, calm your spurs cowboy. [ He motioned for Raylan to take a step back. ] We'll go charging in once we've got a better idea of what we're dealing with. Now, just stay back.

[ Oh, he'd bitch the whole time he did this.

John looked side to side until he found what he was looking for. He picked up a stick. It took him a brief moment before he found a place of his liking. Somewhere with dirt that was easy to get to work in. Which was drawing a large circle around himself, and filling it with runes. ]

Now, I'm all for charging in ... once I've got a bloody idea what I'm up against. Which, if you haven't been keeping track? None of us have figured out what It is in this damn town. [ He talked as he worked. ] I can't find a single ghost in this town. There's no animals, no bugs. Last thing we try is to talk to good ol' Mother Nature herself.

Maybe she'll be a bit more agreeable.