He stumbled over something trying to fellow and fell. It felt like a metal but he couldn't say.
Quickly, he began to dig the soil until he drew out a metal sheath with intact arrows. It was rusting already.
Staring at it, he realized it was familiar and so removed all the arrow and about five had a silver head. He took the sheath and could see the forced writing on the metal. Archer 4.0" he whispered and soon realized where he had seen it before.
"Sarah!" he shouted in tears.
Tara rushed out of the tent and stood akimbo.
"Are you day dreaming this time?"
"'No. I found her sheath, I found Sarah's arrow "
Tara collected it from him and examined it.
"This prove that she crashed here, we should keep searching"
"No" Rick replied.
"What?"
"Sarah's is dead, I think I need to accept the truth now. We almost lost our lives searching for her, I think we need to leave"
