Soon enough, they found an area good for them to sleep, and by now the sky was pitch black, and by the time they had set up camp, The Girl fell asleep instantly from exhaustion. While she was sleeping, the rest of them built a fire and cooked some of the cans of food in it that they had picked up earlier from the gas station. They all sat down and relaxed, stuffing themselves after a long day, except Poison, who was hard at work trying to contact the others back home, to see if they were all right, or if the Dracs had got them. "Just relax, I'm sure they're fine," Jet said, in an effort to comfort Poison, but he wouldn't listen, instead, he just kept fiddling with the radio, hoping to hear their voices. "Ew, what the hell is that!" Ghoul exclaimed, pulling a squirming bug out of his can of food, "how the hell did that get in there?" he said, flicking it so it landed close to the fire. They sat like that for a while, talking and eating, Poison trying to contact the others until he eventually gave up. They took it in shifts to keep watch and sleep, until Kobra noticed something in the shadows while he was on watch. He woke the other and pointed it out to them, and Poison lit a flare to try see what it was. He stepped closer until the light hit the shadow, revealing it was a Drac heading towards them. They shot it and killed it, and were about to sit down again, but then they noticed more, all coming towards them. The sun had started to rise, so they thought it was OK to wake The Girl. So, Poison went over to her and gently shook her awake. "Listen," he said, "the Dracs have found us, we can hold them off but you've got to run, just keeping running and don't stop, no matter what? Okay?" She nodded, fear in her eyes, and got up and started running, looking back with every other step to see if anyone was following her.