Wishful Thinking

With a curt nod, Emma quickly began to lead the way the best she could. The girl wasn't as familiar with the area as she wished to be since traveling here. It felt as if she had been on the move ever since she'd woken up in that strange and cold room, covered in odd liquid.

"I have to admit, I'm not very familiar with the area, so we must be careful." She told her companion, Crow. He would be able to tell, even with the muffling her mask created, that this was true. The young woman had no clue and would have to be cautious about their surroundings.

As they continued moving, they would find their along a path, but even she was unsure of where it would lead them. She hoped for a little civilization, but that was simply wishful thinking, now wasn't it?