Zone D -- The Foam

[Dawnika Snow]

The water began to rise more as she progressed ever southward. Dawn was fed up with the massive amount of rain and water she had to deal with on this stupid island. Her hood was still up and kept her mostly dry, though, she still wished she hand dropped her facemask in the sand up in the Colosseum. The grassy plains were logged with water. Some were simply soaked with the fallen rainwater, and up ahead there were areas that seemed to be feet-deep in water. It wouldn't stop her from finding out what this drop was, however. No one was in the distance that she could see, but that doesn't mean someone isn't on their way as well; or even worse, they could already have the drop. That would be shitty.

She stopped for a moment, taking her sniper's scope off of the metal and bringing it up to her eye to use like a spyglass. No one in sight. Maybe she was going to get lucky and grab this item without having to deal with any of the other competitors. While that wasn't safe to assume just yet, her spirits were lifted slightly by the simple thought.

Replacing the scope to her sniper in its desired position, the assassin trudged through the mud again, still heading south as fast as the mixture of her soreness and the muggy mud would let her. She wasn't terribly far from the safe house, so it would be a good idea to stop in when she got the item and take a rest. Hopefully, her soreness would recede after another rest in a safe house, even if she just sat down for awhile and caught her breath. If she was going to die in any way, it wasn't going to be by default, that's for sure.

D2 to D6. I'm getting me some Blue Raspberry Bubblegum. Does anyone want some? I'm only stopping this car once. I MEAN IT.