"Guess J shoulda been more clear about where she invited you to." Nathan responded to Doc when the doctor was confused about the toilet paper dilemma. "See those mountains behind me?" Nathan asked Doc as he began rowing again. "We're headed there to re-stock on food and propane that we keep hidden in one of the mini caves near the mountain pass."

Doc listed to the explanation and nodded in agreement but wondered why they just didn't below the permafrost layer in the ground near the house.

 Both Nathan and Joan looked at Doc like he was a little crazy when he mentioned the whispering dead in his dreams, and Nathan was the first to speak up. "Dreams are just sleep illusions Doctor." He found it odd that he had to explain to someone far older than him that dreams had no real significance. "Anyways, trekking across this lake might seem like an inconvenience to us, but the mountains are the only way to keep the food preserved in Gabrielle's natural cooler."

"Maybe so... but to me they are real and I have been experiencing "Déjà vu" so I'll leave it at that". 

"What do they whisper?" Joan curiously asked Doc with a highly interested look on her face. Unlike Nathan, she was less of a skeptic toward dream symbolism and she was anxious to know what Doc was speaking of. " When we get back we can maybe sit down and trade dream to understand what they say to us... but you have to listen, it's that simple. " Doc smiled to her. 

time passed and the boat landed finally.. Nathan pulled out a melee weapon "Have to improvise at times like these..." he said to them with a smirk. " Indeed" The doctor smiled back and followed the small group to the "cooler". While in the center doc felt that he had some value but he felt guilty that "J" was watching his back...

Gathering the canned goods, making small talk at the cave was refreshing until the unseen threat was see by the good doctor. Nathan was still pissed and so was "J" but a figure appeared from the woods. Doc moved without saying anything to anyone and took cover near a boulder, put his finger to his lips and swayed his hand to signal for enemy ahead. 

This wasn't good... each and every time, those two argued and LOUDLY. Maybe this was the time it might cost everyone their lives. the doctor feared. 

With two cans in his hands... this was as good as it was going to get. More than likely they attracted the attention of some biters. Now he wish he didn't come at all.