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[color=coral][b]Location:[/b][/color] Johnson Avenue, Newnan
[color=coral][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Areobic and Anaerobic Capacity
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[i]5 miles?[/i] Sam thought quietly, as she didn't want to voice her disappointment. [i]Well, 5 miles isn't so bad. I usually run it in under 40 minutes, so walking distance would take twice that.[/i] Sam didn't factor in the snow and ice and the fact that they were all injured and exhausted. She couldn't quite decide how much time it would take them to make it to safety, or when the sun would set. [color=coral]"Well, let's get as far as we can and we'll make do with what we have."[/color] Sam soldiered on quietly, hissing every few steps and cursing under her breath at the constant pain in her ribs. 

She wished her father was there with them, he would know what to do. Sam missed him immensely. There was something about her father's presence that made her feel safe and confident. Even if the firefighter had her fair share of confidence, there was a tiny part of her missing from his absence. She only hoped he found shelter somewhere safe and that she would see him again soon.