@_ForSurvival_ --you to turn the Gyrosphere around and come back. Right now. {She paused for a moment for a response Only hearing back..}--

@_ForSurvival_ "I can't hear you. We're in the hamster ball.." {Her fiery brows furrowed as she spoke back} What? Zach. Wai- {Click} {She--

@_ForSurvival_ --huffed out a deep breath before looking over at Owen} He hung up. {She looked down at her phone before calling back once--

@_ForSurvival_ --again, only to hear the persistent buzz of a ringing phone... Into voicemail} You've gotta be -kidding- me! {She --

@_ForSurvival_ --practically slammed her phone against the middle console before breathing in a deep, calming breath.. Regathering herself--

@_ForSurvival_ --with a nod} We just need to follow the Gyrosphere path and.. We'll find them. {She spoke in a reassuring manner toward --

@_ForSurvival_ --herself as well as Owen, trying to keep herself calm and not freak out}

@_ForSurvival_ {"Why didn't they come back? Where did they go?" and many other similar questions sped through her mind as her light hues--

@_ForSurvival_ --searched like crazy for the lone Gyrosphere in the valley. Nothing. There were smart enough to not leave boundaries, --

@_ForSurvival_ --right? Wrong. She immediately realized as they came upon the busted open gate.} Oh.. No..

@_ForSurvival_ {Claire's eyes searched the area, spotting what seems to be trampled bushes and scratches on trees off the path. She --

@_ForSurvival_ --reached a hand over to Owen's arm abruptly} Stop, stop! {Claire barely waited for the jeep to slow before popping the --

@_ForSurvival_ --door open. She couldn't help, but silently curse the one responsible for letting some of the animals out of the valley. --

@_ForSurvival_ --Hardly waiting for Owen, though sure he's probably already caught up, she jogged toward the tore up forest. She paused --

@_ForSurvival_ --before now looking to Owen as she spoke} Think they might've went this way?

@_ForSurvival_ {Claire's eyes searched the jungle, searching for any sign of her nephews. She couldn't help, but feel guilty. When was --

@_ForSurvival_ --working ever more important than spending time with your family? Whenever that happened... Claire's hues filled with --

@_ForSurvival_ --worry. Especially when they landed upon the site of the thrashed Gyrosphere. To which, the red head gasped} No! No, no, --

@_ForSurvival_ --no! {She ran, in heels and all, straight to the "hamster ball," as Zach called it. They're dead, they've gotten eaten. --

@_ForSurvival_ --She panicked} Owen..!