They hadn’t gone far, but hopefully still far enough from the train to avoid the inevitable post invasion investigation. As she ran, Morgan pushed down the painful prickling sensation in her limbs, the burning an early sign of frostbite. She had learned to compartmentalize, and right now, focusing on her discomfort served no purpose.
Within a few minutes, she found the discarded pack, hefted it on, and hurried back to Jake, careful where she put her feet on the slippery ground. She couldn’t afford to injure herself right now.
