<div class="floatright">(http://i45.tinypic.com/10xhhxz.jpg%5D)<br/><strong>Name: Korryn</strong> <br/><strong>Location: Tim's car, Camp site.</strong> <br/><strong>Summary: Arriving at the camp <br/>site and stuff.</strong> <br/><strong>Tagged: Tim, Ricky</strong></div>She felt somewhat relieved at first, like she could relax back into her seat. Then he grabbed a hold of her chin and it forced her to suck in a breath some. She only nodded as he pulled away, swallowing the lump in her throat. Luckily for her, she wasn't lying. Either way, she still was nervous he may just end up killing her anyways, for the fun of doing it. She did relax back into her seat, her arms starting to become uncomfortable from their position, but, it was better than having her brains blown out on the dusty ground.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>She looked around for a few brief moments when they finally pulled into the area they'd be staying. This was the furthest she'd ever been home. For some reason she thought it would look different than this. She was pulled from her thoughts by the feeling of Tim's hands. She turned her body as best she could, in an effort to help him do whatever it was he was doing. She was a little surprised when her wrists were freed. She rubbed them, looking over at him as he spoke. She nodded again, answering with a simple "All right."<br/><br/>She exited the door, her legs feeling a little like noodles. She walked over to where bits of a guard-rail still was, looking over at the dead, mangled, and sun-scorched trees. Where the lake once was was nothing but dried, crack clay. It made her wonder what this place used to look like. She'd heard of trees, and she'd seen pictures of them. When she was little she didn't understand the significance of them, but now she wished she could have seen what an alive one looked like up close. In the dried lake, her attention was drawn to movement. A few coyotes were wondering, probably looking for her. Part of her wanted to call out and have someone else come see this, but she was sure she'd be greeted with indifference.<br/><br/>She turned away, watching as the rest of the vehicles pulled in, and suddenly she was scared again. She'd only really met a handful of this group, and after what'd happened back in town, she was scared to see what everyone was like. The one, Ricky, seemed to be decent... Maybe not decent all the time, but decent enough. At least, for now, it seemed Tim was interested in keeping her to himself... or at least, she thought so. Who knew, really.