Coe sits on a stump, drinking some bottled water. He hadn't found the group ahead of him, but that was ok. He liked it out here by himself. It was nice and quiet... that is until a large "boom" rumbled through the air, sounding like a bomb had gone off somewhere not very far away. Coe sits and listens for a mintue, wondering if the sound had been thunder, or maybe even some trees falling over. Curious, Coe packs the water back into his backpack, picks up his walking stick, and heads towards where the noise came from. The voices from the different parts of the woods were quieter now, most likely talking about the sound. The quieter noise level makes Coe nervous, and he can't help but feeling that something is wrong the further into the woods he goes. The noise of the forest animals grows quieter. About 10 mintues after the loud noise was heard, Coe arrives to the front of a large, abandoned looking building in the middle of the woods, surrounded by trees, and not a peep can be heard from a bird or squirrel. Coe's nervousness grows.