Red Meadow.

[johalt]

When they got to his room John immediately went to the closet. He immediately began to pull things out and through them on the bed, muttering and thinking to himself as he did so. "Let's see... Coupla water bottles... MREs... Pack to carry stuff... Flint... Tinder box... Rope... Towel... Oh, one more thing!" he immediately went to his desk, sifting through the chaos of papers within. "Common, zeigadeich- aha!" he sad triumphantly, holding up a small locket. It was one of the few things he had on him when they found him, and he had never left it too far out of his sight since. On one side was engraved an eagle; the other a scorpion. He pressed his thumb to the side of it, applying just the right pressure... *click* it opened seamlessly. Inside was a picture that- Wait, he thought. He looked back towards Jewl, then back to the photo, then back to Jewl, the back to the photo. ... This changes things. he quickly closed the locket, putting it around his neck and concieling it below his shirt. He tossed all of the things he had pulled out into the pack, closed it up, and slung it over his shoulder. He scribbled something about taking a weeks worth of sick days, for whoever would eventually find it, then said to Jewl, as the exited the building once more, "Alright, lead the way."