Anaya began walking again, but spared a lingering glance back at the newly dug grave with the simply fashioned stick cross... She had a very vivid premonition that this would stand as a profound symbol of the new life - or whatever this was - that they were now embarking on.  Sighing, she caught up to Shawn and started leading in a slightly more north-eastern direction, towards Phoenix.<br/><br/>It didn't seem to Anaya that they had been walking very long before Luce became noticeably exhausted.  She had been weak before, and the others were still tired from their ordeals.  She grit her teeth in frustration as she looked at the sky-line in the city's direction.  She did not want to stop!  But the light did seem to be fading...  "We'll make camp here for a while."  She said, pausing as she swung her backpack off.  "And we'll set up guard shifts.  I don't want us all sleeping if that mist starts creeping up on us again."  She looked at one of the girls.  "Maria, make a fire.  Keep it small.  We need to eat."  She herself didn't feel as though she would eat for days, but she also knew they needed to keep up their strength.  Goodness knew, judging by the past few days alone, they were going to need it.