Even as dirt continued to fall from her body, she raised her head and listened. She could hear their voices. The movement of their vocal chords as they laughed and spoke. Her eyes flashed with recognition. She remembered. She knew their species and what they were capable of. Her thinking was clear. She had already run an entire scheme through her mind. First was to confirm her suspicions. Even as she started off through the forest, the fog arose in columns about her, as though it were angry spirits urging her onward. Encouraging her motives and hunger for vengeance. Silently; she vowed to those now lost. There was going to be blood; lots of blood.