With all contact to Nightmare and the rest of the gang, the prospect of calling for help is out of reach.

"Looks like we're stuck here for the night,"

Dust mutters under his breath. The acknowledgment of your shared seclusion amplifies the tension that has been building between the two of you, neither of you having talked to each other very much, making the fact that you were stuck together rather awkward. The living room of the abandoned cabin offers a modest refuge, while a single bedroom awaits you with a solitary bed.

"Get some rest."