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After about a mile of walking (the trip to the labs was a good three or four mile walk) they passed a Feral Labs jeep along the side of the road. It was on the shoulder, facing the same direction they were walking. The tires were THOROUGHLY mired in the mud.

About another mile and a half up the roads (and finally getting closer to the labs) they saw a second jeep. This one, however was facing the direction of the village and had swerved off the road and into a tree to their left. The front looked pretty banged up. It hadn't quite wrapped itself around the tree, but it was definately pretty badly damaged. The airbags have deployed and now hung limply in the front seats. The keys are still there, but no amount of twisting them will start the vehicle.

THe inside is mostly undamaged, except a few tears on the seats - but they may or may not be new. And of course, the whole thing is pretty waterlogged.

Chubbs noticed the second jeep and looked back behind him at the distance between the two of them, could they have nearlly crashed? He followed Amaya over to it, looking inside and sniffed around. If anyone was injured, Chubbs couldn't tell as his own sodden fur overided his smell.

Chubbs went snooping around to see if he would be lucky enough to find a gun or a phone, something that would get him off this place. He looked up when Amaya showed concern for the driver. Chubbs didn't, only Lab techs drive jeeps and they all deserve to rot.

" Recon they'd be fine hun, todays standards of car safety is pretty good, and with an air bag? well the worse they get it like whiplash and air bag burn."

Chubbs rememberd a C.S.I. episode where they found the guy who was driving a car in a hit and run cuz his air bag went off and it left a big mark on his face.

" Least, that's what I saw on C.S.I. "

Chubbs nodded and pointed to the keys, just noticing them sitting in the ignition.

"We should give it a go when we get back, or on the other one, see if we don't have to walk"

Chubbs walked back around to Amaya and nestled her into him as he lead her towards the labs he could see in the distance.

Chubbs held Amaya protectively, and he too slowed down. He thought a blood soak killing machine may not look like an innocent thing to anyone that could have been trigger happy.

The teen literally hid behind him when they were both stopped a few feet from the gates. Her tail spasmed nervously and only her head showed, keeping her bare, scaley chest hidden for now. Her mind screamed at her to run. She was walking headfirst into a predator's territory.

Her mouth opened and trembled before she stepped out on shakey legs, holding the covered weapon in her palms. "I-... I found this." She almost looked like she was going to turn tail and run.

The guards looked between each other uneasily. One of them pulled the radio from his belt and called into the labs asking for a forensic team. The other pulled a rag from his back pocket and took the knife carefully.

A few minutes later, a few technitions in lab coats came out with some kits and baggies. They looked rather nervous as they approached the gate.

"We can unelectrify the gate," one in glasses told the guards, "But Moreau isn't allowing any of us out there right now. "

The guard tucked his radio away. "Thats crazy! I don't know how the ******** to collect evidence!"

"I can coach you through it... here, take this," Glasses said, passing a kit through the gate.

"Doc's off his rockers," the guard mumbeled, looking oddly at the grey box. "He can't leave us out here forever!"

"Yeah, well," the tech mumbeled under his breath. "If Lockheart doesn't make it, I wouldn't be surprised. Now look in there and grab the tweasers, you're going to have to pluck some hairs off ..." the guard swallowed and cast a nervous glance at the big furry one. "... that subject right there."

"I ain't touching that deranged Teddybear," guard growled.