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</div><br/><div style="text-align: center">《 Rachel 》// KOA campground // Group​</div><br/>Tensions ran high around them. Quite a few of them were bickering, Rachel included. There was passionate debate surrounding what the Abendblume outcasts should or shouldn’t do. Owen offered them a ride north, away from the carnage that was scattered around the campground. Rebel granted them permission - albeit sarcastically - to do what and go where they chose.<br/><br/>On the other hand, it seemed that Kennedy had found a friend, and a proper invitation, in the older gentleman that stood just on the perimeter of their small group. She scratched the side of her face and glanced at her sibling.<br/><br/>“We will take the ride north.” Rachel announced.<br/><br/>She pinned her eyes on the brothers, Clive’s recently spoken words rattling around in her head. She turned her attention to him. “I think I have made it very clear that we don’t need our hands held or protection promised.” She wet her lips and gestured to her brother, Anise, and Ezra. “All we need is a place to stay for the night. It doesn’t have to be anywhere near your camp and I can promise you that none of us will even<i>ask </i>where your camp is."<br/><br/>She was exhausted, starving, thirsty, and thoroughly<i>done </i>with today. It was difficult to accept that all of the most recent terrible events had happened within the past 24 hours. The only thing that made it worse was knowing that the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day would be nothing but a Groundhogs’ Day nightmare for the rest of their lives. She wondered what<i>excitement </i>the morning would bring.<br/><br/>“Our bags are in the cabins.” She commented, glancing at the Abendblume guards before she looked back to the brothers. “You should have about 5, maybe 8, minutes to change your mind about giving us a ride. Otherwise, we’ll be ready to go when we get back.” Either way, they needed to leave the camp whether it was on foot or in the back of Owen and Clive’s truck.<br/><br/>Rachel touched her brother on the arm and walked alongside him down the path. Ezra and Anise walked ahead of them, Ezra with his gun poised and Anise trailing behind him. They passed the guards as easily as two ships passing in the night. Rachel was surprised that Rebel didn’t have anything to say, but she knew that there was always time for him to make an additional unhelpful and unwarranted comment.