[CupcakeDolly]

Rue had hardly said anything as they drove. It was only after she had chosen a direction for them to take that she realized she was following the others, and she kicked herself internally many times for being unable to think of a destination on her own. Regardless, churches held great knowledge, and she could think of no better place for researching her quarry.

A familiar nagging in her mind made the woman hold her head as though she suffered from a headache. She felt at first as though it might be one of her siblings trying to contact her before she realized, with a disgusted lurch in her stomach, that she had been unconsciously tuning in to the gunman's thoughts. The patterns had become so familiar to her, even in the distance she could make out his change from a frail, idiotic human to a ravenous demon.

"Wait," she held a hand up suddenly to the psychic man in the driver's seat. "Do you feel that?" The presence wasn't too unfamiliar, as it had only been a day since she had encountered it. The numbers were massive, but far enough away. "I think we should wait a while. Perhaps they will remove this obstacle for us." Or perhaps they would die. It would serve them right for toting along the liability disguised as a man.