Oh, right. The direction you need to go in doesn't change depending on what way you're facing. Goddammit, I'm an idiot.
Ashley sighed as her error was pointed out. "Well, now that it's been established that I can't read maps, at least we all seem to be in agreement. To the cabin we shall travel! Oh, the last bastion of all hope awaits! With it's, uh, walls! Walls that most likely exist! Probably! And, er... chairs?" She deflated. "Dammit, I can't make a speech about something I've never even seen."
The wind picked up, and Ashley shivered a bit. "Definitely hear ya about the cold, Jaz. Maybe the cabin'll have a heater or something? At least the aforementioned probable-walls will block the wind." Aaron consulted his compass, pointing at the direction he thought to be north. Ash quickly double-checked her own compass, than gave him a thumbs up. "If that way isn't North, then... I can't read a compass. Fairly confident that we're right, though!"
She picked up her tote bag, slinging it over her shoulder. "This landscape is getting pretty old, so let's get moving." Ashley started walking the way they figured to be north, thinking about what would happen if the cabin was
occupied when her group got there. They couldn't be the only ones who were trying to avoid crowds, right?
There'd be someone at the door, probably with some sort of barricade. A table? Ashley'd call out, assuring the inhabitants that she meant no harm. They'd probably have a grand ol' laugh at that, wouldn't they? Once they had calmed down enough to aim properly, boom, Ashley'd have a nice new hole through her head, her name would be listed on the announcements, her family would-
No, no, no! There was absolutely no way that was going to happen! No one was ever going to get hurt, no one was going to go crazy, no one was going to die! She... she just had to have faith.
((Ashley Sydor: Continued in Listenlistenlisten!