It was precisely 8:14 in the morning when Lara awoke; her muddy brown eyes scanned her environment as she sat up from under makeshift shelter. Running a hand through her matted hair, she listened and watched intently for any sign of intruders to her temporary home.
Not that it could really be called a home.
She had been unable to find anywhere decent to rest for the night, and so her only option had been to take a risk and sleep out in a large dense wood. However she was hopeful that she had finally reached her destination, as she had spied what looked like a large concrete building on her journey through the wood the night before.
Lara stood from her nest of dead leaves and branches and began to gather her handful of belongings, which she then stuffed back into a tattered canvas backpack which had obviously seen better days.
After making sure that any sign of her being there had been obliterate, she slung her bag over her shoulder and scanned the area once again. This was just one of several nervous habits she had picked up over the years.
Once satisfied she was safe to continue her journey, she began to make her way back towards the building she had caught a glimpse of in the night. It didn't take Lara long to find her way back to it, after all it was fairly hard to miss.
Making her way round the right side of it, she saw what she assumed was entrance, only it looked more like a blocked off tunnel with a door stuck in the middle of it. She slipped down the slope above the tunnel and skipped down the few steps which led towards the door. Hoisting her slipping bag back onto her shoulder and praying this was the place she had been searching for, she took a deep breath and knocked on the iron cast door.