By the time both trucks pulled to a stop in front of the cabins, the drizzle of rain had turned into a torrent. Combined with the fact that it was now nightfall, visibility had seriously deteriorated. Everything that hadn't been highlighted by the pair of headlights were now nearly impossible to see. The rain had a nasty habit of turning outlines into fuzzy images at best.

Clover pulled out a flashlight, turned it on and aimed it at the sign just outside her window.

[b]"Thunderbird..."[/b] Even as she read the name, it still took time to process the fact that this is where they had decided to stay. As she panned the light across the clearing, she illuminated the empty cabins. There were five in total spread out across the narrow dirt road and each stamped with a number. The dark stained wood, vines crawling up the walls and weeds crowding around the edge of the dirt paths made each cabin seem as bleak as the last. From outside and with the lighting and the rain and the surrounding trees, they all seemed empty, abandoned... lonely. It wasn't exactly her first pick for a shelter but then again she no longer had the luxury to choose. Everyday was about taking what you could get and here in this forest they'd found a roof for their heads and walls to sleep behind. It was more than what most would find for the night so she didn't complain. For the time being the campground whispered safety... everything except the ranger truck parked neatly under the overhang of one of the cabins.

[b]"Those are fresh..."[/b] She spoke up again, her flashlight trained on the tire tracks leading up to the number three cabin. [b]"Someone's in there..."[/b]

Carter had noticed as well. The tracks were indeed fresh, preserved almost perfectly in the mud. In fact the ranger truck hadn't been stopped for more than a dozen or so minutes. There was in fact someone inside.

[b]"Alright, we're going to have to clear these cabins before we get comfortable."[/b] Carter released the button on the radio as he stared into the dark at the cabin, pressing it again when he'd made up his mind. [b]"Clover and I will take number 3."[/b] When he finished, he could see the three men in Niko's truck climb out and being to gear up. They grabbed whatever weapons they had and threw on what protective wear they carried as they prepared themselves for whatever was behind each door. He figured they'd be fine. They seemed capable.

[b]"And you two..."[/b] He was referring to Katrina in the seat next to him and Mark in the back. [b]"If you don't think you can handle clearing a cabin on your own then you can stick with us."[/b] Although he was addressing the both of them, he was more concerned about the woman. She'd been a little skittish earlier and he wasn't sure how she'd handle walkers coming out of the wood works. [b]"Just keep close and keep calm."[/b]

Carter opened the car door and stepped out in the storm. This time however, he and Clover weren't alone.