The faint sound of footsteps, or something similar, made her snap her eyes open. Without making too much of a ruckus, she slowly slid her hand into her backpack and pulled out a flashlight, as well as a knife. She quickly stood up and spun around, shining the light at every inch of the cavern, letting her shoulders relax when she sees nothing out of the ordinary. She had reasons to be cautious, as she could count on her fingers the number of friendly beings she had met over the past years. Walking around a bit, she convinced herself that it was nothing more than the raging storm outside and sat back down, turning off her flashlight.<br/><br/>Not too much later, she could hear the faint sound of rocks being kicked around, making her go rigid in her stance. Knowing that she wouldn't last a minute out in the storm, she backs farther into a crevice of the wall and hugs her backpack to her, refusing to turn on her light in the prospect of drawing attention to herself. Still recovering from a previous encounter, she wanted nothing more than to remain undetected; even holding her breath. She patiently waited for something, or someone, to show.<br/><br/>Deciding that it's in her head, Madison relaxed noticeably and set her backpack next to her again. She tucked some of her hair behind her ear and reached into her pocket, pulling out a photo of a girl that seemed to be a bit younger than her. She frowned and ran her finger across the image and even though she couldn't see, tears slightly clouded her eyes. She shook her head and placed the photo back, scanning around once more before settled again to wait out the storm.