Cassie was sure she had a really great hiding place. After she was done working on a few things on the biggest robot, she went to explore her new home and she was sure she counted about fifteen different rooms in the hallways, all each placed there with the expectations of long stays. Among those was bunker rooms with beds and such for sleep, a bathroom (that got water from the nearby river and was filtered through a small filtration system which needed to be changed every so often), a room full of books that taught anything from basic survival all the way up to the mechanics of building machines, and much more. 

She was finding this to be very comfortable and right now she was wishing she would have come here a long time ago. She smiled even more widely with each room she found and started settling in pretty quickly. In the bunker, she put her few things from her parents on a small bedside table, then she went to a room where she guess storage would be as it had a whole case of bottled waters and some canned foods there already. She put what she had in there as well, then went back to the hold where all the robots were, moving to one of the smaller ones. 

She opened up its back and began looking at some of the wires to see a few of them had gotten loose over the years and needed to be reconnected. But this also meant she needed some new wire, as well as a few other things. She found everything she needed in there, expect for the wire, which frustrated her to no end. How was she supposed to work on these robots without wire. But then again she supposed with the thickness of the wires that were in there, her father nor the others could have guessed some would snap.

Sighing in frustration she stood up from where she had been looking in one of the toolboxes and paced a moment, trying to think. There was hardware store a few buildings down she could try to make a quick run to, but would it be worth the risk? If she could get these robots fixed up maybe she could use them to protect herself from the aliens. But if she died trying to fix them up, what would that be worth? At the same time though, no one survived by never taking risks, right?

She nodded to herself with that and grabbed her bag, now emptied to put more supplies in, and made her way down the dimly lit hallway again, to the metal door. She pulled the latch back and pushed the metal door open, ready to crawl out, only when she was halfway out, she heard footsteps walking inside the building that made her freeze momentarily. Hearing them begin to head toward her way, she quickly hopped out of the hideaway and drew out the Silencer, pointing it in the direction of the door way, ready to shoot.

She saw the person round the corner and she pulled the trigger, a flash of blue escaping the Silencer, though much to her annoyance, the figure dodged it. However, in a few seconds, her annoyance melted away, because she saw this was not just any Scout. How good of luck did she have to run into him again? Was it even good luck? She wasn’t sure. But either way, it made her happy.

Lowering the gun, she smiled at him, walking over to him, “What’re you….” She paused trailing off when he began making gestures for her and she quieted herself, taking a few steps back, mouthing the words ‘what’s wrong’ to him, confusion written on her face.