Before Lane and Clara even stepped into the pool of faint brightness coming from the camp lights, one of the people sitting around on the ground jumped up to their feet, and rushed forward to meet with them. That person was, of course, Damien, who had been anxiously awaiting their return from the very moment they had stepped out of the camp, disappearing into the darkness the night before…
"You're back? Are you alright?" he asked, not hiding his concern, as he looked the two up and down. Although they were still far from the source of any light, and he couldn't see any details… It seemed that the two weren't hurt, at least not badly, even though their faces were all dark and frowny.
