Evelyn Ford couldn't help but laugh. After recording the video, she glanced at the time. It was already two in the morning.
She added some firewood to the campfire and yawned.
'They've been holding it in for too long; it's good for them to let loose a little,' she thought. 'But I'm getting a bit sleepy.'
The two returned to the RV. Evelyn Ford brewed a pot of tea to sober up. Ronan Kendrick seemed a little drunk. He sat dazedly on the sofa, just watching her without saying a word.
"Does your head hurt?"
Ronan Kendrick shook his head. "I don't feel anything."
"Drink some tea to sober up, or you'll definitely wake up with a headache tomorrow."
Evelyn Ford handed him the tea and sat on the sofa across from him.
"Before we leave tomorrow morning, let's bury that man here."
Evelyn Ford looked out the window. "This place is quite beautiful. There's a creek and all sorts of strange, pretty plants."
Ronan Kendrick nodded. "Okay."
