Things were moving quickly and Sam felt like he could barely keep up. He was letting himself be pulled along as Audrey took him in the direction of one of those tunnels she had mentioned. All the way he was reassuring himself that things were okay. That everything was going to work out better than last time. The musician did his best to creep quietly through the grass, following behind his new leader, when the ground shook.<br/><br/>"Whoa-" He stumbled a bit , but managed to keep his footing. Hearing Audrey grunt he moved towards her to help her back to her feet, not even thinking about what that quake might have been.<br/><br/>"You alright?" He said, dusting her off a bit. She didn't seem to hear him as she was looking off in the direction of the camp once more. Looking back that way as well it started to dawn on him that something might be wrong and that thought gave him a heavy sinking feeling in his stomach. When Audrey finally responded, saying they had to go back to camp. Sam didn't answer, just nodded, but he was anxious about what they might find when they got back.<br/><br/>Changing directions, the two of them were moving faster with a haste that denoted a mild panic they were trying to suppress. As they drew closer, Sam could already feel the heat before he even saw the flames. Standing at the edge of the remains of the encampment, Sam drew in a shaky breath and looked horror-struck over the space. The sky filled with smoke and the air was pungent with the smell of burning flesh. It made him feel sick, but he swallowed it down as he blinked back tears. There was no one around. He didn't see a single person moving out there.<br/><br/>When Audrey spoke he finally turned his face away from the tragedy in front of him. She was right, they shouldn't stay here. If there were still demons around they would just be added to the pile.<br/><br/>"Right..." He said taking in another breath. Following her further into the camp he tried not to look at the bodies that they were passing. Morbid curiosity got the better of him and he glance over for just a second. There were two figures lying there, a man and a woman. He knew it was just his imagination, but for a split second he thought he saw the faces of his parents. Glancing away just as quickly he lifted his head and looked up as they neared the edge of the camp. Away from the blast things didn't look nearly as bad, but it was still in disarray.<br/><br/>"I'll go look in my tent." He answered. They would need all they could get their hands on before they left to find the others. The others...had they made it out? Or were they out there somewhere. He tried not to think on it as he entered the what was left of tent he and Reinard had shared with the other two new comers.<br/><br/>Now that he was alone it was quiet, quieter than before when he was looking over the camp. Feeling a weight pressing down on him, his body lowered into a crouch, Folding his arms over his knees he hid his face so no one could see his tears. Drawing in deep heaving breaths he tried to bring his emotions under control. He just didn't understand how this could be happening again. He thought they had finally escaped the horror they he and Rein had been able to find somewhere safe. Was nowhere safe? Were they going to be running for the rest of their lives? After a few moment where the world seemed self contained within his own mind, he slowly started to ebb back into reality with each heavy breath. Lifting his head, he wiped away the tears and huffed gave out a shout of frustration as he got to his feet.<br/><br/>Going to his bunk first he was surprised to find his guitar was still there. It had fallen from where it had been leaning , but aside from a few scratches and singe marks on the case it seemed to still be in tact. Looking about he found a bag and started packing up everything around the tent that seemed useful or that the other might want to have when they reunited again. Once the bag was full and there was no room for anything more he hefted it over his shoulder along with his guitar and returned to Audrey.<br/><br/>Having seen her go to her tent he made his way towards it. Stepping through the open flap he saw her inside, gathering her things. She'd stopped and was staring at something cylindrical in her hand. He wondered what it might be, but it was no time for curiosity.<br/><br/>"Hey." He spoke, getting her attention. "We should get going. If anyone made it out we need to join up with them." He said in mild optimism.