"The road will possibly take at least 7 days to travel. Can you hold on until then?" Blank asked.
The light of the sun came eventually as they stepped out of the cave. Joan was indeed sitting around the circle of fire with poor Ahanu, and she brandished her torch like a sword towards the hungry winter cannibals.
When they sensed daylight, they made their shrieks again and rushed off to their 'homes'. Perhaps it was in another, much larger cave. Perhaps it was somewhere where the Sasquatch lived, somewhere unreachable by the sun.
She turned when she heard footsteps. "What the hell is in your mouth?"
"Safety measures." Harker answered plainly. "How is Ahanu?"
"Slept through the whole thing." She said. "He's still pretty pale."
"He can have my coat, I don't feel cold anymore." Harker said. "I do want to take a bath somewhere and wear something though. You know, for decency."
