A sudden gust of wind made Mikaela shiver. She pulled the jacket tighter around herself, not at all happy with the current weather. Since she was mildly anemic, one of the lovely side effects was feeling colder than most, as was the case now.

Running low on patience from hearing their nonsense, the girl pushed past the talking pair to step closer to the dump house. It was actually impressive how shitty it looked, almost as if it were made for a movie. "Are we gonna go in or what?" she added, looking over the structure. It looked dark inside, but given it was morning time, they shouldn't have a problem with lighting, especially since they had phones with flashlights.