Wading through what had turned out to be some sort of pond rather than a puddle, I finally reach my bag and grabbed it and lifted it up, watching the water fall in streams off of it. Turning around to walk back and go to Daisy, I paused as I heard a crackling noise coming from beside me. Looking at my bag, I knelt down immediately and reached in, searching around for the walkie talkie. Pulling it out, I waited for another message to come through and looked up to where Daisy was. Blinking, I stood up slightly, not being able to see her. “Daisy,” I called out not understanding where she had gone. Had the Jaxlor’s come and taken her while I was preoccupied? Suddenly, another message came through the walkie talkie and I breathed out in relief when I heard Daisy’s voice come through the receiver. Listening and understanding, I immediately ducked down and hid underneath the bushes, hoping my muddy form would blend in with my surroundings.