They did find them, in the end. After more than an hour, when they were on their way back to the bunker already. Lane didn't really want to stop, as he was eager to return home to roll around in bed with his boyfriend, but it was hard to ignore the pickup standing in the middle of the field, as it stuck out like a sore thumb…
So, he let out a heavy sigh, and slowly descended, landing right next to the truck.
Both men were still alive, but in a much worse shape than when they entered. Covered in blood, one unconscious - although not from his injuries, but rather the awakening - while the other sitting on the cargo bed while holding his bloodied side. He lifted his pale face in alarm when he noticed the movement nearby, but his vision was too blurry to recognize Lane and Damien as the people who let him into the Zone earlier that day.
"Are you okay?" Damien asked, stepping forward, but the man just stared at him blankly, too tired and hurt to bother to respond.
