We received one meal yesterday, so I know I'll only have one shot at this today. For the first time, I'm thankful it's Cori's fingers Fernandez cut off. I need all of mine for the coming fight. We'll both need our feet and it will be hard enough without shoes. I have no idea where we are, which means there's a chance we'll be running for miles. I can do it if Cori can. Hell, I'll pick her up and carry her if she can't.

I haven't told her my plan yet because I want her to sleep ...