Allie grumbled under her breath. Her hands worked into fists, relaxed, and tensed again and again as she struggled with her frustration. If she had a steady hand and a decent knowledge of human anatomy, she might try it. But she was a mechanic, and 'careful' wasn't a word anyone ever used to describe her.

"...S'messed up," she muttered again, and turned away to take a few angry steps to the right, pivoted, and came back. She wasn't afraid, but she definitely disliked the situation as a whole. She couldn't accept this.

"How? How d'we contact our friends? Do the phones even work here?"