Lauren smiled as she rejoined the team, messing up her little sister's hair as she walked by, "Obair deas, Sammy."

Viktor raised an eyebrow watching the two girls as they conversed in some kind of weird space age language. Maybe they made it up when they were kids or something... "What?" He asked, completely oblivious to their native language. "What are you two on about?"

"It's a secret!" Lauren said, giving Vik a very serious look, almost as if Viktor's question was too personal, but Samantha would know this was just how her big sister liked to tease people.

John began opening the doors to the rotting wooden buildings, taking a good look inside. They'd be very lucky if they found anything. Apparently there were a few petrol cans scattered around the village for this occasion. Viktor's father had planned out his son's route home before he was even born... Viktor wondered if he'd left a trail all the way to Moscow, but then he remembered his father had used a plane until reaching France. He couldn't have left any markers or supplies along the land route.