Phaedra quickly spread off-white canvas sheets over the furniture in her house, knowing that any minute now, a soldier would be walking up to her house in the middle of the forest, and if he found anything out of place in a house that was supposed to be abandoned since the war, then within hours it would be swarming with soldiers. Flipping off lights and finding unique places to hide things, the young woman made sure everyone was as it was when she first found the place, before finally getting into her own hiding place. Going into the bathroom, she opened one of the cabinets under the sink and went in there, her slightly small frame making it easy for her. And there it was that she held her breath, cursing her informant's stupidity. He had gotten himself caught, looking at her house, which had had lights on at the time, which had led the soldier there. His body was probably in a ditch next to a road now...Shaking away the thought, she heard the front door open, and someone wearing heavy boots step inside. The person stepped further into her house, and the sound of a gun being readied filled her ears. Trying her best to keep silent, Phaedra listened to the person move about her house, certain that he could hear her own heart beating. If he found her, it was all over.