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𝘽𝙡𝙖𝙠𝙚 lets out a shaky breath as she scans the room they had found with random stuff. Her bright emeralds land on a small tray sitting on a cabinet filled with what looks like flashlights.

Slowly walking up to them, she reaches out and takes one of them in her hands. Her fingers spin the item around till she finds a button and clicks it on, resulting in the light beam to land on someone.

"Ahh, god—turn it off!" A voice whispers through the eerie silence. Blake smirks as she directs the light away from the boy, who now holds his hands up to cover his eyes.

A giggle erupts out of the small brunette's chest. "Not so fun now, is it, Min."

From a few feet away, Minho rolls his eyes at the girl before turning to a blanket on the ground. The boy walks over to it as Blake shines her flashlight in Minho's direction. Blake walks up to the boy and stands beside him, watching as he lifts the jacket.

"Looks like people lived here." Minho says as he turns to show the jacket to the rest of the group.

"Where are they now?" Newt questions from a few feet away, shining his flashlight toward Blake and Minho.

Thomas reaches for a jacket on one of the boxes next to the blonde and shakes the dust and dirt off. "Let's pack some of this stuff up." He says as he reaches an arm through the sleeve. "Anything you think you might need." Thomas continues as he throws the jacket around the other side, adjusting his shoulders to fit. "We'll split up and see what else we can find. Meet back here."

"Wait, Thomas," Newt calls out before throwing the boy something.

Thomas catches the object in his hands and clicks the flashlight on, "Let's go." Thomas says as he nods for Blake and Minho to follow.