"Stop touching me!" Scar hissed behind him.
"If I stopped touching you, then everyone behind me will get lost. Do you really want me to sabotage this that much?" Gadge replied shakily. Unlike the others who didn't seem to have problems walking in the dark, Gadge was scared to his bones. Even his feet were beginning to turn into jellies the more he stepped forward.
"Don't shake your hands then. Why are you shaking? Are you on stroke?" Scar teased. "If you were we can take a little bit of rest. I can relay your condition to Blond if you want."
"I-I'm not on stroke, stupid," Gadge muttered. His feelings of being scared gradually turned into annoyance towards Scar.
"Ssh!" Blond interrupted their petty exchange. "Keep quiet, there might be humanoids all around us!"
"There's... um, left or right?" Cat whispered at Blond.
"Go right," Gadge responded.
