Unfortunately for Reece, of all of Micah's bad qualities, a total lack of fear is the one that's running loudest now. "My camera," he says, and stoops to grab it off the ground. He hasn't tried to pull his arm out of Reece's grip, but nor is he making any moves to get back to the Lodge. Wherever it is.

"Hello?" Micah calls out. There's something in front of them, something familiar. In a good way. They're all old friends, aren't they? "Two, is that you?"