On the outside Eric maintains his semi calm state as he pretends to listen to the white noise of the radio, but his mind is running ramped with terror.<br/><br/>"Must be planning to kill us in our sleep, butcher our bodies and live off us until he finds more survivors..." He thinks to himself, watching Mark from the corner of his eye, and notices he's staring at him.<br/><br/>"He's a good liar, must have rehearsed that 'previous owner' bit for..."<br/><br/>Eric's thoughts are cut short when the radio screeches as if someone put a microphone against it's speaker. He covers his ears in pain as the radio continues to scream bloody murder.<br/><br/>"Hay guys, I think we have something!" Eric shouts to the others, his hands still firmly over his ears