When she saw the quaint little beach house, she paused. There was a moment as she gazed upon the crudely drawn map again. Yeah, this was the only notable landmark anywhere near the X, so this had to be the place. The map was quickly folded up and slid down into her back pocket as she began to advance towards the house.<br/><br/>There were a couple times when she nearly stumbled because of the ground shaking. Instantly she thought that perhaps this island was volcanic and getting ready to blow. The longer she thought on the subject however, she knew that had to be false, since anything like that wouldn't be found on the East Coast.<br/><br/>Eventually, she'd get to the porch, her bare feet transitioning from sand to wood. She thought about taking a moment to put her boots back on, but eventually decided against it. Her free hand curled into a little ball as she reached up give the door a series of knocks.