That did sound like a good plan. A lovely plan. I had forgotten about life outside of the war. It all seemed so surreal now. Almost like a dream I could barely remember. "I wonder if my sister is alright. Or if she's even still alive?" I furrowed my brow at the thought and shook my head as to shake the faint memories away. 
"You have a sister?" I heard what sounded like Spencer chime in. 
"Mhmm. She's older than me. She was drafted about a year before I was. We didn't really-" I paused, spotting what looked to be an old building ahead of us. "Wait. Can anyone make out what that is?" I pointed through the trees towards an old overgrown trail.