"Okay, I'm doing it," Britta announced. If Adelle was going to be alright and the others had a plan, there was no point in holding them up any further, though she dreaded finding out what would happen next. Closing her eyes, shoulders set back, she nodded once and shook them, letting the dice clatter to the board. Huffing out a breath, cheeked puffed out, she leaned in to read the message within the swirling smoke.

"In the jungle you must wait until the dice read five or eight," she said. "What does that even —" Before she could finish her question, she was gone.