She froze in his arms and sniffed the air. Definitely smoke. She sat up so abruptly that her elbow knocked Finn in the chin. “Do you smell that?”
Looking dazed, he sat up next to her and pushed hair out of his eyes. “Smoke.” He shook his head to clear it, then pushed aside the curtain that covered the little window.
Outside, she saw nothing but darkness. She blinked, completely confused. How had it already gotten to be night? The sun hadn’t even set when they’d arrived at the campground. Could the time really have passed that quickly?
Then she saw that the darkness wasn’t black, it was a deep, swirling gray with flashes of orange.
Finn was already flinging himself out of bed with a muttered, “Fuck.”
He grabbed her hand and pulled her from the bed, then tossed her shirt at her. “Pull i
