[ He doesn't know what to do with that knowledge. Be relieved? Be heartbroken? He's not been sure what to do for days, now. Maybe weeks. The adrenaline's running out, the exhaustions creeping in.
He packs some food - things already grilled, left to cool, meant to be snacks. He packs water, some clothes Eddie's left behind. Some are Jim's, likely too big, but they're warm. They're heavy.
It takes him forty-minutes to trek through the woods, to let himself in and call out, not as loud as usual: ] Just me.
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He packs some food - things already grilled, left to cool, meant to be snacks. He packs water, some clothes Eddie's left behind. Some are Jim's, likely too big, but they're warm. They're heavy.
It takes him forty-minutes to trek through the woods, to let himself in and call out, not as loud as usual: ] Just me.