Travis sighed, slightly worried by the situation they had been presented in. The longer he stood in front of the locked concrete building the surer he was they were here for someone's entertainment. It all made sense now. "How many bullets do you have left? We gotta be sure before moving forward." Travis said as he giggled the doorknob finding it was locked. Maybe they could eventually find something to get them in here but for now, "We need to find a place to take shelter. This building looks like its meant as a storm bunker but there is no way we are getting in there. We should... travel along the beach I guess, I don't want to know what is in that jungle until we have to."<br/><br/>Travis looked down the beach and across the sky. A large dark cloud was many miles off in the distance. A storm for sure but it wouldn't be on them for many hours at least if it was even heading in their direction. A cave would be nice but we won't be that lucky. Might have to make a shelter but we need to be away from the shore before that storm hits." Travis sighed, unknowing of what direction they should go. "Up to you, think we should try to go into the jungle and find a good place to make a shelter with whatever might be in there or risk staying on the beach and suffering the storm? Either way doesn't sound good to me, so I'm making you choose."