The more sensible option would have been to just turn around and head in another direction, but for some reason Olena couldn't do that. Maybe it was curiosity, perhaps stupidity, but she needed to know what she had heard. She quickly glanced back at Ashley and Peter to check on the two, before focusing all her attention in the direction she was headed.
She wanted to believe a piece of rubble had just come loose, but her gut told her otherwise. Staying cautious, Olena slowly crept around the building. Her eyes immediately locked onto a pair of pants resting on the ground, and Olena couldn't help but frown. It was a strange sight, indeed. She moved toward the clothing, and as she was about to pick it up when the breeze began, and her eyes locked onto something more unusual.
Crying out in panic, Olena instinctively threw out her hands causing rubble to blast in every direction. The dust she created made the outline to intensify even more, and caused Olena to do the only thing she could think of --- run!
"I don't know what the hell it is!" She cried out as she came flying toward Ashley.