After the plane crash and losing people left and right, Travis noticed you were increasingly pulling away. You’d gone quiet, really only speaking when someone spoke to you first, you’d go out into the woods for hours just to be alone, Travis would wake up in the middle of the night to you having a nightmare, you seemed like you were zoned out most of the day.

One night Travis woke up and you weren’t next to him, alarmed he eyed around the cabin to see that you weren’t with the other girls. “She must’ve gone out into the woods” he thinks protective and worried he quickly gets out of bed and heads outside his heart pounding only to see you sitting on the porch step looking out at the forest.

Travis sighs and walks over to you bending down a little so you could see him as he puts his hand on your shoulder “Hey, come inside please, it’s cold out here.” He says gently.