She grabbed the radio quickly, and practically yelled in excitement, “Hello! Hello!?” But, there was no response. She pressed the button again, “Hello…”

But, to her disappointment there was, again, no response.

A little upset, she picked up her pace and walked upstream. She had begun to grow hungry, she noticed a couple of fish in the stream. The young woman tied her utility knife to a long branch, and walked towards the middle of the stream. She jabbed at one of the fish and, with a splash, she had fish for brunch.

After she had deboned, gutted, and cooked the fish on a small fire. The radio crackled to life, she heard the sound of a man. He spoke with that same thick southern accent, “Hello?”

Less than enthusiastically she picked up the walkie-talkie, and with a mouth full of food, “What!?” And, again, no response.

She finished up, caught a few more fish for the evening, and walked towards her camp. Upon arriving to her campsite, she could see that her tent had been knocked over. And, a sign was placed at its center. “By orders of the Caesar, no ‘a’ structures on any of Rion’s land.”

“Wonderful”, she thought sarcastically, “At least I packed my things up.” So, she packed up her tent materials, and began to follow the wheel tracks from her camp. As she did, she began to hear something in the distance coming toward her direction, by her description, a “van-sized” vehicle rushed towards her. There were two people in the strange “bowl-shaped van”, and it was floating… well… “hovering” right towards her.

As the thing came barreling at her, she jumped out-of-the-way. But, instead of running passed her, it had stopped “on a dime”. She looked up, and had a confused look on her face. As did the two people in the vehicle. She picked herself up, with her huge amount gear, as though she were doing a push-up. And, she walked towards them, and she screamed, all of her frustrations;

“What were you two thinking!?” “Where am I!?” “What is this hovering ‘thing’!?” “Who are you!?”

The two, still had the same puzzled look, but broke into a sudden laughter after she had finished her line of questioning. A man, hopped out of the vehicle, and opened a door on the side of it. “Madam, I would love to answer your questions. But, the Rion soldiers are on our tail. And, my wife and I, had just hoped you hadn’t been inside your tent when we stumbled upon its trampled remains.”

She then calmed a bit when she got a good view of the, “quite handsome”, green-tinted black-haired young man and his, “quite beautiful”, pink-tinted blonde-haired wife. But, not enough to just trust them. “I have police training, and I know how to use this.” And, she pointed to her gun.

The man responded, “Note-to-self, scared person with a gun.”

She climbed into the ”floating tea-cup ride” and sat. Across from her the couple with weirdly tinted hair, as they nervously smiled.

The sun began to rise and it’s sunlight cascaded into the tent. The young woman started to hear burning and the sounds of bones cracking. She looked out of the tent and saw the bony monster aflame. With its last motions, it brought its bow to the ready, and then disappeared into a cloud of dust and smoke. She saw some bones and a few arrows; where the creature had once been. She went back inside, she knew the monster’s demise was a praise worthy thing, but she couldn’t help but feel a little confused.

She gathered her gear, vests, shield, and weapons. She left her tent and began to walk towards a river. She looked around, and saw no one and took the opportunity to cleanse herself of the smell of smoke and ash from the fire of her old city of New York. She had also worked up a sweat in the night, having slept with her clothes on. She began to strip down, putting her equipment aside, she took off her shirt and her pants and dusted off all the ash and dust from the previous day. She carefully laid it out upon a rock to let it air out. She undid her pony tail, letting her curly hair free, allowing the sun to hit her dark brown skin. The combination of the warm sun and the slight breeze in the air was the first bit of relief that she had gotten since she had, gotten to… wherever she was. The young woman dipped her foot into the cool water before immersing her whole body in.

Then she remembered the conversation she had heard from her walkie-talkie, she grabbed her walkie-talking and thought of trying, again, to message back. There had been no response the previous night, she hesitated. Now she was thinking, with a clearer head, and was unsure if these people would be friendly. There was just the crackle of static on the radio. She pressed the button to talk, “Hello, anyone hear me?” There was no response, much to the relief of the woman. She grabbed her clothes and dressed. She began to walk towards her tent, and took a small drink from up the river, and then heard a static hiss from the walkie-talkie followed by a southern-accented voice, “Hello?”.

After a few minutes of observation, she could see that the creature was unable to step outside of its cave; and, more than likely, unable to step out of the darkness of the cave. After coming upon this thought she looked up, towards the sky, at the sun; from the position it was in it looked like it was about midday. Unwilling to be caught off guard, she began to look for shelter. The young woman began to use the axe, from her gear vest, to gather wood. After gathering enough, which constituted to the amount of about one ten foot tree, she began to break the logs into rough planks and sticks. Thanks to her short study of architecture, before dropping out in favor of police academy, she was able to make most basic structure types. She found a large flat rock slab and placed some of the longer sticks she had whittled, into a conical shape. She placed three compact emergency space blankets around the sticks and left a small opening at the top, and then tied the whole structure with the various belts she had on her. She then proceeded to crawl into the structure, and then she built a small fire at the center of it. She saw the light of the day, as it quickly dimmed away.

The structure was big enough for the petite five foot woman to sleep a decently comfortable distance from the fire. However, she was unable to take any rest, the questions in her mind had pervaded her thoughts, but they had not had the time to process; she needed time to think. But, this would not be a night for thought. She could hear the sounds of the bony creature dragging its way across the ground, towards the tent.

The criminals were listing their demands, and it wasn’t long until one of the bumbling criminals started a fire with a poorly designed bomb, originally for cracking open a safe. Several hostages were left tied in the building as the fire began to spread. The police, including the young woman, began to storm the building. Some of the emergency response teams were tasked with arresting the criminals, others with stopping the fire, and others with rescue and evacuation. The young woman was put on rescue and evacuation. She untied several people from behind the counter, and she guided them to a safe escape, through all the thickening smoke, towards the entrance of the building.

During the confusion, the young woman heard the voice of a child coming from up a staircase. She rushed up the stairs, she put on a gas mask from her gear vest, she neared a door and swung it open. She then saw the silhouette of a calm boy. She cried out to him to take her hand, and the boy reached out and said, “Can you save me?” She grabbed his hand and then blacked out.

The young woman awakened in a strange dense forest near the mouth of a cave. She looked around, wondering where she was. When. suddenly, she heard a noise coming from the cave. The sound was of something hollow dragging across a rocky floor. She peered into the cave, and an arrow whizzed passed her, quickly she used the riot shield she had secured on her back. Another arrow was released, but this time, stuck into the shield. She was finally able to get a proper look at her assailant through the small window of the shield, a skeleton-like creature with a complete archery set with its bow at the ready.