Snippet #9397

Allison flipped her laptop closed and slid it into a black backpack that was stationed on a chair. In the newly freed space, she spread out a map of the city and the surrounding areas.

"Look, here we are. I think its best we try and avoid the others for the time being, it's still safest for us in little groups. The D said there was on here, here, and a couple there." She pointed to various areas of the map. "I think we should head south, towards the hills. With little to no cell reception in that area, it might help scramble any attempts to track us, or at least jam their ability to communicate with each other in that region." She looked up at Anna. "And you could help with that too. Anything we can do to slow them down will be to our benefit. There's a small town here..." She pointed to a tiny dot nestled in a valley in the hills, paradoxically named Lowland Heights. "Where we should meet up. Even if we have to split up along the way, just keep heading for the town."

She went over to her meager cot and sat down, lacing on a pair of new-looking sneakers. She frowned almost sadly as she did so, the action making their predicamant so much more real. She rarely, if ever, like to have to put shoes on her feet, she was so much quicker without them. But for a trek through foothills, she had to wear something. Hopefully she wouldn't be too awkward and clumsy with them on. She pushed her glasses back up on her nose as she finished, moving to the pile of neatly stacked clothes that stood in place of a dresser. She tossed a couple extra shirts and one pair of jeans into the backpack, and frowned as she noted it wasn't going to hold much more than that. She knelt down and moved one of the piles, revealing a small notch in the floor. It was just large enough to fit her finger in, and she pulled up a piece of the floor that came away- the lid to a hidden compartment. She pulled out a few cables, what looked like a blank credit card, and a wad of cash. Hopefully it would last them long enough if they needed it, but she had to bring her tools just in case.

"We should leave as soon as the sun goes down. The streets will still be crowded with friday night partiers, but the darkness will add some extra cover." Her tone was matter-of-fact, as it usually was, and left relatively little room for argument.