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Dean was a confused at first, but as Sean continued to speak it all made sense. That was why they had split up, and Dean had just left the person he was supposed to protect go with an injured comrade down a path infested with Viscearri. The man kicked himself mentally, stupid, how stupid. He watched as Sean collected his weaponry from the fallen Kimset, then he took off, yelling simply, "We have to hurry, c'mon!"

Dean nodded without another word, following without question as he more or less understood exactly what was going on. He made a mental note to shoot himself later if he lived past Alyssa's leaving of the planet, then pushed the thought away.

He paid no attention to anything as they made their way back to the fork, and quickly he circled around, not even slowing as he turned and took the other path. His boots rapped on the stony flooring of the cave systems, echoing around in the dimly lit cavern as he continued onward. It was now that he could see signs of Viscearri, and he only hoped that they weren't fresh. Why had he done this? Why did he let the girls go alone? If they were... No, Dean had to shake the ideas from his head as the worse of situations began forming, his mind coming up with grotesque images of desecrated, violated bodies, mutilated by the worms. The screams of the girls as they were overwhelmed and he nor Sean were there to help.

He shut his eyes for a moment, unable to take what he saw in his head, urging himself to think happy thoughts. Alyssa had a shotgun, and that would be a fair amount of help. But what if she ran out of shots? Dean was about ready to hit himself.

"Sean," he started as he ran, "If I can't do it, shoot me later..."