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[By now it's clear that the attackers have fled the scene, scattering in several directions of the Dead Zone. All is safe, and at least the giraffes have stopped running in panicked circles.

The attackers certainly left their mark, leaving behind a trail of destruction that can be traced back to the site of the monolith's crash. Smoke still billows out as the fires die out, but there seems to be no sign of life among the debris.

What is that thing? You now know that whatever it is, it's responsible for bringing those creatures to Terre Haute. While the giraffes return to their "normal" lives and others begin to pack up for travel, there may not be another chance to explore the crash site. If you want to explore it, now's the time.]

[THE TRAIL | THE SHIP | THE BASE]

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[She nods slowly, a haunted look in her eyes.]

Yeah. Not even their armor helped them. In fact, i wonder if it did more harm than good.

[ooc: Cool!]

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Isn't there anything we can do?

We can take care of them since there's no one else here who can.

[She means bury them, of course, but the armor might be a problem.]

Um... How do we do that?

We can bury them...

But I don't know if we can move them in their armor.

[Or if she really wants to expose him to the sight of their bodies.]

Maybe we can pray for them.

Bury... Uh. I don't know how comfortable I am with that.

[She looks at him with understanding.]

It's okay, Ted. You don't have to. But is there something you do for those who have gone? We burn incense and pray.

[A little on the simple side...]

I can burn incense. [he's shaken, and it sounds easy enough]

[She looks at him a moment, and comes to a decision.]

All right. Do you have some with you? If not, maybe we can just find some leaves to burn on a small altar.

[And altar she plans to have as far away from the victims as possible.]

Leves... we should use those.

[it seems fitting, and he can occupy himself gathering them]

Okay. How about you find some, and I'll make a spot for them?

[he obediently goes to do that, still trying to process all of this]

[Sheena, meanwhile, heads off to build a makeshift altar from some rocks--pointing it away from the carnage. Once finished, she light a stick from one of the dying fires and waits.]

[Ted comes back with his shirt full of leaves. He looks to Sheena for direction on what to do with them]

[Smiling gently, she gestures to her little area and kneels.]

Over here, Ted.

[he moves over to her, dropping the leaves in the spot. It doesn't seem like a lot, but at least they're doing something]

[She gathers the leaves together before touching the fire to one, watching as it starts to slowly burn, giving off a fragrant smoke. Looking up at him, she pats the ground next to her, silently inviting him to join her.]

[he takes a seat, watching the leaves burn. He doesn't know what else he can do, but he hopes the leaves help somehow]

[Sheena had bowed her head in prayer and when she's finished, she looks over to him and speaks quietly.]

How are you doing?

I'm okay. [it's shocking and horrible, but he's a strong kid. He keeps going anyway]

[She looks at him in concern for another moment.]

All right. But if this starts to bother you, let me know, okay?

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