Bramblepoint It's hard to be anywhere these days

It Bridget glanced back at the mountain.  It was a pretty big place, and moving as one, they weren't all that likely to run into anyone they could help.  Who knew if they were in a place to answer calls?  (Though if they weren't, chances were good they were already dead).  

We have a better shot if we split, I think.  We'll cover more ground.  We can still stay close, but I doubt we'll run into much trouble either way.  This place was a mess; anything dangerous would likely be keeping a wide berth, at least for a while. They were honestly a little stupid going in - who's to say whatever happened wouldn't again?

First group we find, we can make it clear we're just here to help.  Until then, we can look for anyone too hurt to get clear.  Maybe they've got their own running searches too.  Hopeful thinking, but Bridget was mentally preparing herself for the worst.