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[b]Sunday 9:55 AM. September 24th, Awakening. 12 days after the massacre.[/b]
[b][code]Mount Ever Reaching - Fence surrounding the mountain range[/code][/b]
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They had a clear meeting place. The group that Britney and Dexter had assembled for one clear purpose: finding Cindy Keagan. 

Claire and Samson pulled up in the latter's pick up truck. The meeting spot was at a gap in the fence by a heavily wooded area that was violently torn open... from the other side. The pick up truck came to a stop, and Claire raised an eyebrow as she looked at it. For an instant, Claire remembered all the rumors of people going past this fence, and never coming back out. Or other dumbasses going into the forest, and seeing a monster or something. Everyone used to think they had a bad trip, and started seeing shit.

Now Claire's starting to think differently.

Claire got out of the passenger side, and looked around. She didn't know much about this hiking crap, so she tried to dress appropriately with what little resources that she had on hand. Heavy black work boots, thick black jeans, a grey long sleeved shirt, and a black jean jacket. She probably only needed the boots, but it's probably going to be cold out, and she sure as hell didn't know when they were getting back, so she was prepared for anything.

Her eyes drifted to Samson, who chose to wear a heavy green jacket, with gloves, heavy jeans, and thick work boots that were old and worn. Sammy was a farmer boy, so he did a lot of work. It did wonders for that bod of his... Oh, she had to keep her mind on track. While Samson was grabbing his bag out the back, Claire looked around, before she wondered if they were the first people here. Brit told everyone to meet here at ten o'clock sharp... so it looked like everyone was either going to be reasonably late.

... Then her eyes landed on Britney, who was leaning up against a tree, applying lipstick while looking into a pocket mirror. The girl looked very prepared for this trip. So prepared that it made Claire feel a little bad. She had on a red heavy coat, an [i]enormous[/i] backpack, work boots, sunglasses, and.... still was applying make-up. Claire rolled her eyes at the display as she walked up with a hand on her hip.

"Brit, is this a search party?" Claire said, and Britney stopped as she glanced at her friend. The irish teen put a hand on her hip as she half-smiled, before poking at her friend's vainity some more, "Or a beauty pageant?"

Britney rolled her eyes, before she got in a little quip of her own, "I only want to look good for you." She sarcastically said with a wink.

Claire laughed, before she said, "Where's the rest of our group? We goin' it alone?"

"They should be here any minute now..." Britney trailed off, before stating. "... I hope."