<div style="text-align: center">《 <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fd3lp4xedbqa8a5.cloudfront.net%2Fs3%2Fdigital-cougar-assets%2FElle%2F2020%2F10%2F27%2F24207%2Femilydidonato-header.jpg%3Fwidth%3D768%26height%3D639%26mode%3Dcrop%26quality%3D75&amp;hash=0f27f0a06e7bb6991413936dd7becc96" href="http://d3lp4xedbqa8a5.cloudfront.net/s3/digital-cougar-assets/Elle/2020/10/27/24207/emilydidonato-header.jpg?width=768&amp;height=639&amp;mode=crop&amp;quality=75" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Rachel </a>》<br/>
<i>Location: KOA cabin<br/>
Addressing: Rebel</i>​</div><br/>Rachel briefly glanced down to Rebel’s hand as his fingers curled around the plastic handle. He held the container in his grip for a brief moment before surprising her. Rebel offered the jug back to her, allowing her to quench her thirst before him. She swallowed against the sudden dryness in her throat and nodded her thanks as she took the container in both hands. Rachel twisted off the top and pressed her knee to the side of the mattress as she drank. The water was warm, easy to drink, and not entirely unpleasant.<br/><br/>Sated, Rachel wiped the mouth of the thing with the hem of her shirt and held it out to Rebel. “Thank you.” She would have acknowledged the kindness behind his action, had she been positive that he was being kind. Part of her wanted to accept it as truth, but the small voice in the back of her head warned her against it. Rebel could have easily been attempting to test if the water was poisoned. There were a lot of people in camp that were unhappy with him and many had handled the water before Rachel.<br/><br/>Confusion painted itself across her face as Rebel voiced his response. Her brows dropped and she loosely crossed her arms over her chest. She was speechless. Sou left with someone from another community? What other community? What chances would Sou have to meet someone outside Abendblume? “I…” She started, speaking even as her brain struggled to process the information. “That doesn’t make sense.” Rachel spoke finally even as her eyes remained absently staring down at the bed. It was clear that the statement didn’t sit well with her. “How… How would she be able to meet someone from outside?” She swallowed and turned to sit just on the edge of the bed. Her hands pressed to her thighs. “I ran the perimeter every day and never saw a soul. Did they... target her?" Rachel spoke idly to herself. "And for her to make plans with them? That would mean someone was within traveling distance of the perimeter. The entire community could be. It couldn’t have happened all in one day.” Rachel brought her attention to Rebel. “And you think this adds up?”