"Your guess is as good as mine," I shout in agreement with a nod. She's motioned to the biggest building around, and while it's shut up and half-overtaken by vines like it's been unoccupied for awhile, it seems a good bet. There were others back there at the fountain, and having a place where we all can take shelter seems like an A+ idea right about now.

Supporting my theory, the door proves a challenge to open, the ancient hinges frozen with rust. It takes the both of us to force it open, but it's worth it once we shut away the wind and have a moment to get our bearings in the dusty dimness inside.

Panting, I pause with my hands on my knees. I'm still not back up to top physical form. The doctors told me I needed to take it slow.

"Shit," I huff, which just about sums up this whole experience.