Three

It was pitch black and everyone except Elizabeth was fast asleep. She woke up when she could no longer hear the crackling of the fire. Elizabeth didn't really need to sleep, she did it because she enjoyed it. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up and her body became very aware they were not alone in these woods. Her eyes scanned the blackness but she couldn't see anything, even with her adept night vision. She got up and began to start the fire back up. She had just started to pick up the stones when she heard movement in front of her, she looked up and saw what seemed to be either Marilyn or Peter crouching toward Nora and Jen. When the person stood straight up and Elizabeth could really see the person she realized it was Marilyn.

"Is there a reason you're standing and going to Jen?" Elizabeth asked, Marilyn froze where she was and turned toward where she thought Elizabeth spoke from.

"I..." Marilyn began, and stopped. Peter and Jen were now waking up, and Elizabet