Natalie's dreams had been filled with more nightmares the longer she wandered the wastes aimlessly... tonight she woke up in the middle of the night suddenly aware something else was near camp with her. She glanced around at the shadows and saw human figures silhouetted in the darkness, maybe five total all carrying some form of weapon or another even if it was merely a tire iron or baseball bat. The largest among them stepped forward into the light and Natalie could see a bald man with a face full of stubble and a wicked scar down the left side of his face. "Looks like a live one... she's not to bad on the eyes. Grab her and haul her back, shoot her if she gives you to much trouble." He said flatly letting two more men and a woman approach her. They all had tattered garments on comprised of old coats or leather sports wear and had lewd grins on their face. The woman reached Natalie first and wound up for a hard strike with the baseball bat while the others moved to cut off her retreat.