"That's-never mind," Ana said, turning the hatchet over and over as she examined it. She briefly entertained the notion of doing as Cat suggested, and throwing it to see if it'd come back. But this was an unfamiliar place, and she didn't want to go hunting for it if it didn't.
Her ears perked up as she heard voices approaching. They were still faint, as though far away, but they were getting closer all the time. "I don't suppose there's another way out of here?" she asked.