Anya sat in the shack and was wondering what she should do next. She figured she should wait till dawn to move again, but didn't want any chance of a vampire coming and finding her. She stood up and walked over to a whole in the shack's wall she peered out for a moment and looked around. (i Your just going to make yourself even more nervous.) She couldn't see anything and was really cold. She didn't make a fire, because that would give away her position. She started to walk back over to where she had been sitting and triped. She hit the floor and cut her hand on a nail that was sticking out. She bit her lip not to yell out. (i Dang it! Blood! Dang it!) She quickly took some cloth she had in her bag and wrapped it around her hand. (i No! This will ruin everything!) She yelled at herself mentally. She knew she had to move. She couldn't stay here, but if she went out there she wouldn't be able to see where she was going and would get lost. Anya sat back down in the corner and just hoped no one would find her.
(blue okay cya later)