Space to shoot, arrow keys to move. The second man popped out of the tent after Silly fell, and started firing at Carl. "You may think you're tough, but I rarely miss a shot." He fired another bullet at Carl, striking a hole in his hat. "Hey boys, get ready. We're finally gonna catch that rascal." Carl watched as an army of little green men started pouring out from behind the tent, and he was soon surrounded.
