"So... you are good at finding caves, huh? And safe caves, by the way," Claire commented in a mocking tone of voice. She was feeling much better now, though she was still quite wounded. The time that Excalibur spent healing her was enough to make that experience less painful.
Dean simply nodded his head as they entered that cave, hiding from the blizzard.
'I just pray that the blizzard won't get strong enough to cover the entrance with snow. An Avalanche could do as much as well, which would be even worse... Well, better if we don't think about it for now, otherwise, we won't be rest.'
Dean sat on the ground and rested his back against the wall. Just then did he notice that he lost his backpack.
'I think I lost it when I was fighting against the blizzard or the Dreads... Damn it... That animal pelt and fur was inside my backpack.'
Dean looked at Claire, noticing that she still had her small backpack. There weren't too many things inside there, but mostly what was essential.
