As you pull Jen out from under the beast, you notice that her ankle is... well... for lack of a better word, fucked. It's bent in a terrible way that would seem excruciating to you, but Jen is handling it surprisingly well. [color=pink]"... r-rest... I need rest..."[/color]

As she says this, you feel the latch on the book release, allowing you to open it, should you dare to. The noise goes unnoticed by Jen, however, as her own face lights up. [color=pink]"My tent...! It is right there!"[/color] she exclaims as she points to her belongings, hastily grabbed by Brock on the way out. Thank God he dropped it.