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[img]http://www.familie-quehenberger.at/trennlinie.png[/img][/center][indent][indent]As the car drove down the winding roads and the fog blocked her view of the practically desolate town, Jacqueline Foster sat with her head rested against the backseat window. If it weren't for the loud Reggae music that blasted in her ears through the earbuds, she would have been fast asleep. After all, it wasn't like she could take any clear pictures at the moment despite having brought her camera along for the journey; The Nikon D850 was wedged in between the young woman's feet, where it would be for the remainder of their ride. At some points throughout the car trip, Jackie suddenly wished that she [i]had[/i] been sleeping. There was something slightly off putting about the way the locals stared at them as they drove past. Seeing their blank expressions sent shudders down her spine, which eventually caused her to refocus her attention on her cell phone until she lost signal. It was around that time that she also wished that the group had chosen another place to spend their Spring break, preferably a city or beach somewhere with good cell reception. However, being the optimist that her mother had raised her to be, Jackie tried her hardest to see the bright side of things and keep her negative opinions to herself.

Soon, the group of young adults had finally reached their destination. Jackie didn't hear much of what was said when Meredith had said after they'd all gotten out of the vehicle thanks to her music, so she simply gathered her things and followed them all inside without a word. Unlike Suspiria, Jacqueline didn't bring a whole lot of items. She'd filled her suitcase to its maximum capacity with articles of clothing and hair products, and had brought along a purse full of all of her makeup and other small necessities. Jackie tossed these two bags down on the first empty bed she'd found, claiming it as her own before heading to the nearest window to take a quick peek outside.

The rain that had begun to fall made Jackie think back to when she was at home, packing her things for the trip. She was glad that her mother had convinced her to pack something a little more... conservative than her usual attire; more specifically, she was grateful that she'd been forced to pack a jacket or two. Jacqueline watched the rain fall for a little while longer before finally removing her earbuds and plopping down on the bed. As soon as she did that, however, the thin layer of dust that had been covering the blanket was sent up into the air; Jackie scrunched her nose and tried her hardest not to cough or sneeze until it settled. She'd be back up on her feet within the next couple of seconds, however, as she heard Meredith holler from the other bedroom something about starting a fire.

[color=DEAD9F][b]"Uh... you mean like with sticks and shit?"[/b][/color] Jackie said to the young woman as she stepped foot into the other room, passively taking in the rustic decorations. The young woman was now completely out of her element, having lived in one of the biggest cities in the United States for the majority of her life. [color=DEAD9F][b]"Nah, but I do think I still have my lighter..."[/b][/color] As Jackie spoke, she began to feel around in her front and back pockets until she finally felt what she was looking for. In swift motions, the young woman pulled out the bright yellow fire starter she usually only used to light her joints, and tossed it onto Meredith's bed. 

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