[center][h1][color=007236]Eric Miller[/color][/h1][/center]

Eric ran out of the cave looking for Christi, though he wasn't familiar with the woods here. No... He'd get lost looking. He did how ever know how to get back to the mine shaft. Eric ran for all hell chocking on his poor breathing patterns until he got back to the shaft. When he got there he figured out what the gun shots were... he counted three bodies, chances are Danny's friend. They were all burned, shot up, one looked like he had a whole clip filled into his back at close range. His leg was shot out too. The smell of burnt flesh almost made him throw up. Violently.

Eli did this. He talked about the burned man he had seen earlier. Had he done this? He did didn't he?! Eric saw the 20 gauge pump action still intact. Looked like it was dropped before it was burned. Eric grabbed it and grabbed the box of shells for it. While doing so he saw what he presumed to be a .44 magnum crammed in the belt loop of one of the other people's pants. The gun looked intact so he grabbed it, not finding more bullets for it though. He opened it up and checked the bullets, all six were accounted for. He closed the gun and tucked it in his own belt. He soon grabbed the shotgun and ran back to the cave. If Christi went back there Eli was still there, and armed. "[color=00a651]CHRISTI![/color]" He screamed, hoping she wasn't there.