With a disgusted huff and some shuffling around, the flap of the tent flips open and three men emerge. The one with a machete joins the group.
"So? What's the plan?" He asks.
"Were staying till we have the Mythos pheonix. All of us."
"Sounds good."
"Right. Now I've got to piss."
One of them walks toward me, where I'm hiding. I don't dare move, he gaze directly at me! I hold my breath, terrified as he comes to stand directly in front of the bush I'm concealed under. I hear a zipper, then his relieved sigh as he empties his bladder. Hot urine pours over me, and still I don't move.
"Oy!" He suddenly shouts. His pants zip again, then he plunges his arm through the bush he just pissed on and closes his fist in my hair, hauling me out of cover. I figh him. Kicking, screaming, trying to claw him. He laughs and easily avoids or ignores my efforts. He holds me at arms length and drags me back toward the tent.
"What the hell? Where did she come from?" One of the men asks. They all stare, dumbstruck. Their eyes take in my naked body like they would eat me. I whimper, terrified, and try to cover myself with my hands.
"You pissed on, don't you look before you piss?" One of them says, then ducks into the tent. As they discuss my discovery, the man comes back out of the tent. He opens a canteen and pours water over me. I yell, struggling once more. He refills the canteen and returns to douse me again. Then a third time.
Another of them retrieves a rope and proceeds to wrap it around my arms, behind my back. When he is finished I have rope wrapped from my wrists to my elbows, keeping my arms securely immobile. The one holding my hair let's go and I stumble to the ground, hard.
"Jesus, don't fucking drop her!" The fourth man kneels down to help me sit up.
"Hey, I'm Kade. This is Tony, Jason, and Evan. What are you doing out here? Are you alone?"