Shivering from the cold winter air, you step into the cave. You remove your coat and shake the snow off. After what had just happened, you feel like there's no sense in going scouting again. You are tired, hungry, and worried.
You walk deeper into the cave, feeling around in your coat pocket. You seriously hope you didn't drop your precious cargo. Moments later, you are relieved to discover that it is still there. Bad news or not, this was important.
"Hey!" yelled a voice. Startled, you wheel around.
Hey, where have you been, Clyde?
Hey, where have you been, Caitlin?