To be frank, the attack on what was left of Omega was a shit show. Cameron was running on pure adrenaline from the moment she took off with the man who got killed to until they reached the safe house that the crew she was with seemed to know of.

She had finally felt a cool sense of relief wash over her until Justin's words crept into her ears. Cameron immediately began to scan the surrounding area with wide eyes. "I think you're spooked, man," she whispered with a smile. She had an innate sense of awareness of her surroundings, and nothing had triggered her to think something or someone may have been following them. She understood the paranoia, though - probably better than anyone else in their group, so she promised herself to keep a watchful eye out on his behalf.

Cameron took a moment to truly absorb how lucky she had been to come across a man like Justin. She hadn't taken off on that four day walk with any hope for herself, let alone humanity. Now here she was, fighting side by side with the man who had not only saved her, but instilled a sense of hopefulness within her that she didn't know she could possess. 

Jes unlocked the sturdy wooden door with a key she had hanging around her neck and pushed it open with great force until it widened to its capacity. "Come on," she signaled to the crowd behind her, but as they all began to funnel in behind her, a [b]woosh[/b] split though the silent air, and immediately, Cameron felt a burning sensation in her side. 

She swiveled around to see a primitive man lurking behind a staircase of an abandoned apartment building. All Cameron could do was point towards the man before she collapsed in pain and went to grip her stomach, only to be blocked by the stick of an arrow, it's sharp end buried in her flesh. 

Her vision became blurry, and her hearing became muffled, and she only caught a glimpse of Jes jumping over her to attack the man along with the most of the group. "Kill him... They'll know... we're here if..." Cameron's attempts at forming a sentence fell flat. The warm blood pooling at her stomach began trickling down to her legs. Her consciousness was fading fast, and she looked up to Justin momentarily, only to offer a sincere smile. "Get up... to Portland... with or without me." 

The black fuzziness that had been clouding her vision had now completely consumed it, and Cameron fell forward backward as she slipped into unconsciousness.