Jagged breathing and light steps broke through the heavy silence as Olivia slowed to a jog before eventually stopping to catch her breath. She hunched forward with hands on her knees, but nonetheless remaining vigilant toward her surroundings. She was someone's target, as was the case for everyone else, yet it killed her that she didn't know who was going to make an attempt against her life...hopefully failing, but nonetheless making the attempt. The thought alone was dreadfully frightening, but contemplating the bizarre position they'd been put in was a huge mistake. Time was of essence, and she couldn't afford to waste any of it.

Off in the distance, Olivia noticed the structure that had caught her attention earlier. Now that she had a closer look, the building appeared to be a store, or maybe a factory. But she wouldn't play any guessing games. Once more, Olivia took off in that direction despite the terrible cramps on her side.