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I didn't look up from my work. "My surprise." I say, continuing to work. Using a rubber band I tied my hair back, biting my lip. I needed a small piece of metal, but I didn't have one. "Well..." I mumbled. I jumped as White Protection returned. "Oh..thanks." I said. I put down the tape. "Well...How much gas do we have?" I say, looking back at my project before looking back to you. I bit my lip. If we had the gas, the one in Arkansas would be better. If not, it depended if we could find a solution to the lack of gas. Again, if not, then it would definitely be better in New Mexico than trying to walk or something to Arkansas, but...it being smaller, we might be found again. That was the last thing I wanted.