As we cleaned up the last bits of ice cream from the containers, I looked around and we were all covered with a chocolate and vanilla gooey mess. Scott took the containers outside, and we took turns washing up in the stream inside the cave. When it was my turn, Derek came with me. The water felt cool as I splashed it on my face.
"Some of the guys and I are going back," Derek said without warning.
I stared at him with a blank expression. "What are you talking about? You can't go back there. They're coming back tomorrow to make a concentration camp, headquarters, or whatever out of it."
"We're going tonight."
It was definite. After a few minutes, the shock settled in. "What are you talking about? We got a lot of stuff today! When we get low on supplies again, we can go raid another place
