Morning came again, and the rain with it, making that familiar sound on the tent wall. As Jack got out and looked around, he noticed the others were still asleep. Taking the opportunity, he grabbed the rifle and started to look for some prey. After an hour of fruitless searching, he headed back to camp. As he got there, the familiar sight of a pistol coming from the open door of Alli's tent greeted him.
"And good morning to you too, Alli."
She smiled as she climbed out of the tent. "Since we don't know how far it is to the next town, I think we should skip breakfast today, so we can stretch our supplies a bit longer."
"Yeah, that's not a bad plan. We'll do that today."
Jon started to climb out of his tent, and they all grabbed the gear and packed up. As they were loading it into the truck, Jack started to think. the distance and speed they were going at should put them back in the city they flew out of within another day of traveling, if this road led there. Assuming his sense of direction hadn't been too messed up from the jump and the days in the woods, he was sure it would be close, at least.
As they got back into the truck, they took the same places as last time. He started them moving and tried to maintain a good speed. Finally, the trees backed up and the road opened up, and he shifted up to fifth gear. Now they were making good time. He saw the light starting to fade, but he also saw the lights of the city ahead of him. He didn't want to slow down, didn't want to let up. He wanted to get there, now. They started to enter town, and the small houses at the outskirts were clearly much nicer then the village. These houses looked more like the houses back home, at least in this area. They started to look for an open area, an empty lot, someplace they could stay. Finally, they found a park. It was empty, so they pulled into the parking lot, put the cover on the truck, and pitched the tents.
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