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Dylon looked around the area, brows knit together as he pondered options. "Um.. I'm not sure. Anything we use for cover might end up hindering us if something sneaks up." What that something was, maybe coyotes, or wolves? Rabid bunny rabbits? He wasn't much of a camper. "Unless you want to climb a tree and sleep there." Dylon sure didn't want to.

He gave Jerry a weary glance, feeling badly to give Jerry first watch. "Are you sure?" He asked to make certain, the rough ground of the clearing looking pretty damn comfy after their little adventure.

"Tree huh..." Dylon stared into the distance. He was more worried about what was in the woods than what could see them in a clearing. Like hovering your foot in front of the gap between your bed and the floor. The dark unknown.

"Whatever you feel is best, Jerry. You'd know better than I would."

"That sounds like a plan to me, Camper Jer." He laughed along, getting up only so they could find their tree.

Dylon sat once again in front of a big tree, slumping his back against the rough surface with a groan. "Okay.. short nap.. wake me when you want to sleep, okay?"

"Or that." He laughed softly, grimacing as he realized he'd be sleeping in damp clothes. The walk had at least evolved them to this level from sopping wet. The trainee laid himself down on his side, the whole leaning against a tree thing not at all plausible or comfortable.

"Mm.." He responded, trying his best to let himself sleep, or at least rest his eyes.

"You haven't heard from them?"

Sasha froze before she moved to kneel before the cupboard, peering into the depths in order to see ... well, anything.

"Jerry? Dylon?"

Sasha listened to the song quietly, her lips moving as she mentally translated the words. As the song went on, she straightened and turned to face Evan, Matt and Wash. Her skin felt clammy and cool, and she stared into Wash's eyes as she spoke, shaking her head.

"No. No, no."

Her attention went to Matt.

"How long has it been since you heard from them? Did you hear anything else?"

Sasha knelt again and peered into the passage.

"We've got a ladder. I can go down there."

She straightened. Her stomach was roiling.

"Or we can make camp for the night elsewhere and come back in the morning."

Sasha was quiet for moment, her eyes narrowing slightly before she gave a curt nod.

"Alright. You're right." She cleared her throat. "Evan mentioned staying out in the open, higher ground. There isn't really any high ground around here, and I want to stay as far away from the house as possible. I would suggest the chapel, but.. you saw how clean it was. It wasn't like that before."

Sasha nibbled on her lower lip before glancing towards Evan and Matt, pausing to squeeze Wash's upper arm before she moved towards the front door.

"Let's find a place to stay."

"We should try to find a clearing in those woods," Evan suggested, almost reluctantly. He had been against coming into the cabin in the first place, but now they had lost teammates and leaving them--if they were even still down there--felt kind of wrong. There was nothing else they could do, though; splitting up further was the worst of all of the possible options.

Evan turned back towards the kitchen, opening the cabinets and peering at the contents before grabbing a few of the tin cans. "We should try to keep from building a fire, too," he continued. "We don't want to draw attention to ourselves."