If it had been any other day, I'd be upset. Actually, scratch that, I am upset, date be damned.

Allegedly, Sabrina and Nick's friends are here so I volunteered to stay. When was any decision I have ever made a good one?

"They'll need help, they said." I groan, kicking a rock. "'I can wait around,' I said, "I'll be fine," I said."

No, I'm not bitter. Not at all.

Deep breath, there's no point in working yourself up like this.

So while the sun sets on another day, and I find myself on another rooftop, I think about how Sabrina's doing. I think about how she's coping, about if she knows Red's cannibalism. Then I think of Jess and Barney, if they found...goat.

With a yawn, I look back over the rooftop railing to find empty streets, the same as last night, and the night before that, and the night before that.

Yelling and running, that's when I realised I fell asleep. People were in guile suits were running around with guns, like little kids getting fake plastic ones for Christmas; carelessly.

From my perch, I can see six people, none in suits. There are four men and two women, they're sneaking around. Quickly, I gather what little things I left around, leaving as soon as possible to not lose the trail.

They left into the forest, leaving the settlement of the many and death of the unlucky.

The group doesn't stop, not for a while, at least. There are three with dark hair, one unidentifiable, and two with ginger hair.

Wait, ginger hair and a man in a dinosaur costume? Coincidence, I think not-

The group storms into a clearing, a small one. I follow close enough to hear, there's a very, very small chance I'm wrong.

"We made it, we made it..." a brunet repeats in a trance.

"Now where?" The brunette woman frowned.

The darker skinned man shrugged and walked closer to the male ginger.

With a deep breath, I call out, "Sabrina?" There is no way I am wrong about this.

Sorry for the short chapter. It's currently 2:36, I'm hungry, and I'm tired. I love you Foxes and will see you in the next chapter!

-Winter.