Walking with a slight limp, Denise tried her best not to slow TJ down. That, and she did not feel like being in those dark woods any second longer than she had to. They were practically unable to see anything save for the path in front of them which was illuminated by his flashlight. Now that Denise had been clothed, fed, and her wounds had been tended to, she felt a little bit better, though not enough to squash that uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach.

Eventually, the pair arrived back on site. Denise looked around for a moment and noticed what everyone else was staring at.

"This can't be happening..." She took some long, determined steps towards the gear that was scattered around in a mess, pushing some of the others along the way. "What are we gonna do?" Denise went on, inadvertently ignoring Philip's comments. "We don't have a ride back, and given the equipment is inoperable, should we just try to get as far away from this place as possible on foot?" Denise's voice slowly lowered until she was more or less talking to herself. She remained still for a moment, then moved closer to the vandalized vehicle.

"Hey, you guys, has Joe showed up yet?" Like TJ, she too had heard his screams, and that worried her. Yes, who knows how long him and his uncle had been on the grounds, but that didn't mean he was immune to whatever evil lurked around.