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This Means War

I stared at the map. "Maybe a few days? It's not that far really, but with Daisy's leg it will take us a bit longer, and that's not a problem, we just have to take it into consideration." I said and looked around the group.
"So, I guess we should get packing." Em said lightly. "We should put the maps in order so it's easier to follow, otherwise I'll refill our water supplies." She moved away from the table and Nina started collecting the maps up.
"What about you Daisy? Are you sure you'll be fine?" Joe looked at Daisy with concern. "We could probably rustle up a crutch out of something from around here if you'd like?" He gripped Spencer's shoulder, clearly including in the 'we' he just mentioned.

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"Okay, well it's worth a shot." Nina said as she took in the maps details.
"I think we should just concentrate on getting back home." Joe stood opposite us with his arms folded. "Like Sam said, if we keep going on foot it'll take us weeks to get back to Til, we should track a route back to Til territory."
Em nodded and pointed at red cross that had been etched into the map we'd found here last night. "Let's start with that. Nina, you said last night you though it might be a bunker or a warehouse?" Nina nodded. "Whatever it is, it's in the direction of Til. If we can blow up some Jaxlor bases along the way home I'll have no complaints."

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"Secret base?" Em was standing next to me now, rubbing her eye as she took in the map before her.
"A secret base. One that will end the war?" Nina sounded skeptical. "Are you sure? I mean, how do you know that's it?" She was stretching her arms, looking as if she was about to yank one out of her shoulder socket.
"Well, it's definitely plausible." I said glancing around the group. "Although that's still pretty far. We have to get there first. Once we get to Til I'm assuming it will be easier, but that could take weeks if we have to keep walking."

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"Would you look at that." I said as I moved over to stand next to Daisy. "Nice work! How did we not see this before?" I smiled down at the maps, spotting various details that didn't make sense last night but now worked perfectly together as one.
"Okay, so what's there?" I asked pointing at where Daisy had her finger resting.
"What are you two shouting about?" Joe groaned from across the room, a frown on his face, clearly not happy with the fact he'd just been woken from his sleep.
"We're not shouting, Joe. Daisy figured the maps out. Come have a look." I said and noticed the others stirring from their positions.

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((Good call! We were in desperate need hahaha))

I sat upright on the bed, heart racing as I pulled myself out of a dream. I let out a shaky sigh as I ran a hand down my sweaty face. A soft dull light shone through the boards plastered across the small window in the dusty bedroom, creating lines across my legs. I listened to the tapping of the rain on the rooftop as I waited for my pulse to return to normal, flashes of my dream were flickering across my mind and before too long, I could hardly remember what it was about.
Despite my fears of being followed and ambushed, we seemed to have made it through another night. I pulled myself off of the bed and straightened myself out. As I reached the door to the main room, I heard Daisy's voice saying that she'd found something.
"What did you find?" I asked gently, hoping not to startle her.

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I paused for a moment. "Well, if you're sure..." I would much prefer to sleep in a bed, I knew that, but I didn't want to put Daisy out, she was the one who needed the bed most after all. "Okay- but if you feel tired and I'm not up, wake me and I'll be happy to move, honestly." I told her with a smile. "And thanks, if you need anything, just let me know." I nodded at her, letting her know I meant it, before I stepped away from the table and made my way to the small bedroom. I couldn't wait to shut my eyes and find a blissful sleep.

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I thought for a moment, trying to find a reason to disagree with her. "Yeah, no, you're right. Seeing as we won't be doing anything else for the night." I stood up and looked over to the couch that Em was already passed out against, Spencer was curled into the corner of it; his eyes were quietly drooping as his head began sinking down into the old pages of his book.
"You've got the bed." I said to Daisy. "You're the injured one after all, so you should get more rest probably. I'm sure that's what Em would say anyway." I sent her a smile. "I'll take the old armchair in the corner." I said remembering the dusty seat I'd seen under a sideways lamp. "Do you need a hand to the bed? Or would you prefer to join Nina and Joe outside?"

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I smiled at her concern. "I hadn't even really thought about that to be honest." I sat for a moment, taking a second to listen to my body, and suddenly felt the weight of my limbs. "Now that you mention it though..." I realised I was indeed tired, the last stretch of sleep I'd gotten had been rough. The tension that the night had brought wasn't exactly helpful when it came to a good night of rest. "But I don't know if I could sleep. I can't even relax." I confessed, glancing down at the worn corners of the old map we'd found. "I can't stop feeling like we're going to be caught at any second."

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"Not sure." I looked hard at the map, willing something to appear and give us some sort of clue. "At least we know there's definitely something there. Worth investigating? I don't know, I suppose we'll find out."
I sat back in my chair and stretched my arms out behind me. The rain was still pounding down on the tin roof above us. I was surprised there were no holes in this old cabin, must have been well built, though it was definitely cold. "Are you going okay? Want anything?" I asked Daisy as I folded my arms on top of the table.

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I peered at the map Daisy was pointing to. "That's probably the most updated version of the map that's out there, look at the year." I tapped the top corner of the map where the year was printed neatly: 2016. I pushed away some of the other maps we'd found that had nothing to do with the area we were focusing on. "The rest are years old. Is there anything where the cross was on the older map? Roughly this area I think." I circled a patchy area of the map, trying to compare the other one at the same time.