AN: Sorry this ones a bit shorter, I wanted to update because I have a convention this Friday and I probably won't be able to write for days. Not that anyone's really reading this. XD

Crossing my arms I looked around, he was right there was a lot of wood and things we could use to stay warm and safe but otherwise we were screwed. As far as I could see there were no fish in the water. If there were I would be able to see them from the surface right? He picked up two sharp sticks and handed one to me.

"We can use this to try to catch fish."

He made a stabbing motion with it and I looked at him skeptically. He couldn't really think that this would work. For the next few hours we were bent over the edge near the river stabbing our sticks into the water in hopes that we would catch a fish. We weren't having any luck though and I could tell that it was starting to worry Red a bit; it was almost as if he didn't want the group thinking he lied to them when he said we could survive. Slowly I slid away from the edge and sat up on my knees, looking at him seriously.

"I'll distribute the crackers, you keep trying."

Once he'd nodded I got up and retrieved the crackers, passing out one to everyone in the group and took two out for myself and Red before putting them away. The woman who had cracked her head open had to get help from a few people to eat her cracker. After we ate Red and I dragged part of a train car out of the water with the help of several other men and set it near the back of our little land, we wanted it as far away from the river as possible. The next step was to light a fire which we did with minimal struggle thanks to a man that had been carrying a lighter. We all huddled inside the train car with the soggy blankets we'd found, sharing warmth by keeping pressed together in one big pile. Everyone slept but I couldn't, something was keeping me awake but I didn't know what it was. Red shifted next to me and I tried to stay still, not wanting to wake up him or anyone else.

His soft voice sounded to my left. "You still awake Mello?"

I whispered back. "Yeah Red. You can't sleep either huh?"

He choked back a laugh. "Red?"

Shifting I turned to face him more, a small smile on my lips when I saw his face focused on me in the moon light.

"I don't know your name and your hair is red. So yeah. Red."

He grinned. "My name is Matt."

I nodded slowly, wrapping some of my blanket around him when I noticed he was still shivering. Matt gave a silent thanks and leaned into me more, his red hair tickling my nose. So far he was the only one that didn't smell like blood and burnt metal. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep after that and I only woke when the sun started to shine brightly through the broken windows. In the back of my head I made a note that we should make curtains if we got our hands on extra clothe. Matt and I had agreed to keep my extra clothes intact in case someone needed new clothes badly. The fire was still going strong due to another large pile of drift wood passing by and quickly being snatched up to be used. I stretched as I got out of the train car, my joints giving satisfying pops as I did. Matt was already up by the river trying to catch fish again, sweat shining on his face. I passed out crackers for breakfast and helped people get water to drink and to use to cool down a bit. Now that the sun was out it was warm and muggy, a thin fog rolling across the top of the water. Something seemed wrong though; I counted the people in our group and came up with fifteen. That wasn't right. My heart went into my throat and I looked around once more trying to spot who was missing. The woman who had cracked her head open was nowhere to be found and I alerted Matt. He was much calmer than I was and immediately went to the train car.

"She's in here resting. Everything's okay."

My heart calmed and I sat on a small rock, rubbing my face. I felt bad for getting everyone scared but finding that we had one last person was terrifying. Everyone here probably had family; I wanted to do everything I could to get them back home and safe. As for me I would just return to school, my family was long gone and I was on my own. No one was looking for me and no one would miss me. I snapped out of my thoughts when everyone gathered around near the river and stared at something in the water. Slowly I got up and joined them, wondering if it was another piece of wreckage that they were trying to figure out how to pull out. Bile rose in my throat when my eyes landed on the pale grey body stuck in the rocks, the man's neck was snapped and there was a large gouge in his side. He must have fallen on something sharp on his way down.

"…what do we do with him?" One man asked.

"We should pull him up," A quiet woman spoke up. "So when they find us his family can give him a proper burial."

Five of us knelt by the edge while five others held our ankles to make sure we didn't fall in by mistake, we pulled the man's body up and set him on the ground far away from our train car. I don't think anyone was comfortable having him there.