"Ach, hell—" Facing into the tent, she doesn't even dare look back to see for herself, but she doesn't hear creepy laughter so she's got a good guess. And getting Nightrendered right now would be less than ideal.

It's another few seconds before there's signs of movement from the material that isn't all the way off the ground, and a hand pops out. Then another. Cammie grabs it and helps pull them up to their feet, and that's the first of them. Who, thank christ, doesn't run right off and actually stays to help drag the next couple people out.

"That's it, c'mon. Sooner we get you out, sooner you can bolt if you want."