OOC, the plush was already picked up, but Jennifer doesn't know that ICly.)
It didn't take too long for her to reach the damned lake. With her luck, it had been stocked to the gills with frigging sharks. Twice. Yet, the absence of -fins- slicing through the surface was somewhat encouraging. For all she knew, they were being kept in some underwater cage and Chris was just watching her...waiting for her to get in then push the 'RELEASE THE HOUNDSSHARKS' button, thereby ensuring her demise. Sadistic b*****d.
Sitting on the shoreline, she tried to look for a floating plushie, but unconsciously looked more for fins. Besides, she didn't even remember where the poor kid had landed!
...She needed a team to help her. Looking around for anyone around, she sighed when it seemed she was alone this early in the morning...
