—— The storm outside rages on and the sound of rain hitting the roof is undeniably loud in the otherwise quiet space.

There's still the targets up and the scoreboard with Owen and Mel's name on it. A slight smile.
It lasts only a few seconds before disappearing.

Sighs heavy. This is nice and it helps calm down the craziness in her mind.
“Ugh, I’ve been good, nearly bedridden trying to heal from an injury. At least I’m able to catch up on my rest.”

Mentions teasingly to keep the mood light.

“Hey,” she returns the smile and slowly leans up against them.
She’d been cooped up in bed catching up on some rest.

“You good?”

—its head. It screeched and let out a few clicks before it died out. Abby slowly let the body down and pulled her blade out.

She glanced at Vi and signed.
✋🏻: “You good?”

Abby follows along and matches Vi’s pace. Her grip on the handle of her blade tightens and she slowly steadies her breathing, exhaling as quietly as she can.

Moves to one right beside them….. aaaaand….

( BOOM! )
An arm goes around the clickers throat and the blade is shoved into the side of —

— blades. “Be careful.”

— motions towards the group.

“We need to be as quiet as we can. They’re kinda like bats and use echolocation of sorts. There’s not many so if we take them out together I think we’ll be okay. A swift hit to the head usually does the trick.”

She reaches into her boot and pulls out one of her —