Mat suddenly tripped while he ran over a branch, making him fall on the ground. Cursing, Mat got up but suddenly puked, falling back down on his knees. He had over-exerted himself and was now paying the price. Mat looked around, trying to tell if he was still being pursued. He didn't hear anything, but was that a trick? Mat looked at the tree next to him. Better safe than sorry? He knew that he'd just puke again if he tried running. Mat scrambled up the tree, reaching up to a higher branch. After he got about twenty feet up Mat finally took a break.

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The tiny trickling stream was not going fast enough for Connor. He needed a bigger source to hurry back. The hunter stood up from the stream, looking around the area. He took a few steps away from the stream. Where would a better source be? Possibly heading upstream was the key, but how far out was that? He had already gone plenty far from the cave.

Connor continued debating on whether to head up or not when he suddenly felt a wave of mist. Connor looked back at he stream and frowned. That source was too small to generate mist. What caused it then? Connor took several steps away from the stream, looking for what could've caused that. He suddenly saw a gentle lake near a tree. How had he missed that before?

Connor crept up to the lake and looked around several times. [I]Get the water then get out,[/I] he thought. Connor went on one knee and dipped the bucket in, checking his surroundings as he did so.

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Rand walked through the forest with wary attention. He wanted to shout but knew it would be foolish to draw attention. The hunter gave a breath and rested against a tree. He honestly wasn't sure where to head to. If he wandered around the forest he could find Connor or Penny or a supernatural ready to kill him. If he tried to leave he could summon help but would also be abandoning his friends. Rand sighed, what should he do?