KimRae crept through the building, hugging the shadows along the wall. The smell of old decay wafted from an open doorway to the left where she paused to use her senses better. Opening her mouth to taste as well as smell and touch was well as sight to see, KimRae detected an empty room that must have been used as a lair for wild dogs once. The gamey dog scent was one that she remembered with a shudder. There weren't many dogs any more like there had been when she was younger. Probably a good thing since they had formed vicious packs which preyed on children. This room was clear.<br/><br/>Backing along the wall to the door, she eased back into the main room. No spots for hiding here, just a pile of rags in a far corner where some other survivor had slept but nothing else to suggest occupation. In the back of the room, what must be an exterior door was boarded up. She grimaced, Now that did a lot of good but then realized that the only light in the room was coming from the large broken window in front. The building would be fairly defendable as long as they didn't need to run. Suddenly her throat constricted. She liked to have an escape route. Swallowing back her fear, she picked her way quietly around the perimeter of the room, coming full circle back to the broken window where she could hear the men talking in low tones.<br/><br/>Weariness caught up with her as the adrenaline drained from her limbs. Slowly she slid down the wall to sit with her arms around her knees. She was a realistic and could be alone again but that didn't mean that she had to like it.