Rye groaned when he saw the state that Eden and  Z were in when they collapsed at the top of the entry. There was no time to waste.<br/><br/>"Come on, we have to get clear of here." Rye said, sounding insensitive.He scooped Day Z up, flinging her over his shoulder. "Can you make it?" he asked Eden, moving as he asked.<br/><br/>Day Z was regaining enough feeling and sensibility to feel the white hot pain lancing through her body. Rye's touch, albeit gentle but firm, set her skin on fire. She remembered the need for quiet so bit her lip to keep from crying out. Why didn't Eden just let her die? Her death would have ensured his neat escape. The two boys had a better chance of surviving without her.<br/><br/>"So sorry, so sorry, I've ruined your," she whispered and then swallowed hard passed the swelling of her throat. "I've ruined your big, big big, big, day ." Then she struggled to not cry out as Rye shifted her a little higher on his shoulder. She couldn't see Eden well. Her eyes were nearly swollen shut but he appeared to be clutching his arm. "Oh, Eden, you're hurt. so sorry, so sorry." Tears were streaming down her face, soaking into the mask. "Rye leave me. Kill me. Just let me go." she begged. "If you  kill me, you get the gun."<br/><br/>Rye grunted as he strode through the trees that forested the top of the hill. "I don't know how to shoot a gun. Wouldn't do me a bit of good. How about you, Eden? You ever shoot a gun?"<br/><br/>The trees were growing thicker here. Rye leaned against one and the bark shifted. He sprang back to examine it closer. It was more like a hidden door. He pushed it to find a well stocked room.<br/><br/>"Do you think that is a death trap or do you think it would be a safe place to hide?" he asked the others.