10-21-2012, 07:17 PM
She woke up to silence. It took her a moment to realize why the silence had woken her up and then remembered the sandstorm. Looking around the sad shack she wasn't able to see much as it was fairly dark. She hadn't meant to fall asleep but the arduous trek through the sands had taken its toll on her energy. Her dress was still draped over the table where she had laid it out to try getting to get sand out of all the nooks. Giving it a good shake she slipped it back on. Couldn't get caught without any clothes on, could she?
Taking a peek outside she was greeted by the dark of night. Grumbling to her self she decided to stay put until morning. The shack itself was small but seemed to have quite a few scraps of junk laying around. Since she didn't know what the exact time was she began to go through the stuff to see if there was anything of worth mixed among the junk. Small strips of metal, springs, hinges... most of the scraps seemed to be organized as if the person was working on some sort of project. Bingo. A diary. Flipping through the pages Audry gave a bored sigh, most of this was just laundry list of items and day to day happenstance. Her face broke out into a devious smile as she came across a particular entry, apparently two individuals particularly gifted in killing demons came through here. Although the entry was dated some months back, she was on the right path.
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