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Heavy breathing. Sobbing.
"We killed hi–"
"Sierra. Again."
"...okay."
"We have no knowledge as to Chris McLean's whereabouts."
"Last time we saw him, he sent us to look in the campsite, and he checked the woods."
"We discovered the remaining campers and intended to depart with them."
"We waited for hours, and when it was dark and he wasn't coming back, we decided to leave when we could still see!"
Alejandro shakes his head. "It is still unconvincing in some aspects. We need a better reason as to why we separated."
Sierra responds by planting a kiss on his lips.