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"I already have a plethora of both, thank you very much." Frances said, crossing his arms as though he'd just delivered a scathing retort. "But that's fine, you can leave it to us. We'll get to the bottom of it." Because Jared was so hard to see, Frances didn't notice him at first. When he did, he instinctively flinched. "I think the first step...you'd better return that bone you found..."

He glanced around at the forest, getting his bearings. "I think we're capable of navigating our way out of here." Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out his phone. "We should exchange numbers in case we need to contact each other. Your situation might change, or we might need more information."

Ripley shuddered, wincing. "Ugh, right. I actually managed to forget about that." She fished the bone out from under her shirt and carefully untied it from the cord around her neck. It took a bit of fiddling, but she got it free and held it awkwardly. She'd never touch a human bone before. This was weird. It still didn't seem real. She almost went to toss it and then caught herself. She retraced her steps to the creek, leaned over with care, and gently dropped the bone to rejoin the rest of the skeleton. "There. Done."

Jared was still there, still hanging about. It did not look as though anything had changed. Maybe it had, or maybe it just needed time to take effect.

"Yeah, sure, you can have my number, I guess, as long as you don't call me fifty times a day," Ripley said, stepping away from the creek once more. She told him her number, but she didn't have her phone on her, so Francess would have to text her his number. "Keep me updated." Then she turned and walked away.