Flipping her safety off, Sarah prowled at the edge of the clearing
Evening was about to transition into night, leaving her people vulnerable
As she slowly cleared another ten meters, she began to smell something
Realizing they were not alone, Sarah felt despair
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Sarah eventually got her group to her cabin on the mountain
Her cache of weapons were gone though, and that made her nervous
As she looked over the clearing, Sarah wondered where the thieves had gone
Reaching for her pistol, she called out for two of her group to follow
Everyone had to pull their weight, but Sarah wondered for how long
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