Clementine's in complete agreement with Ellie, giving her a quick nod of understanding. She doesn't want to try to fight this thing, whatever it is. If they're good and quiet long enough it might get bored and walk off in search of other prey.

It's probably only a couple of minutes but Clem feels like they've been hiding there for hours, scarcely daring to breathe as it circles the car once, twice more before disappearing off into the gloom. Even then how can they be sure it's gone? The fog obscures vision beyond a few feet.

She very, very slowly raises herself up a few inches at a time to try and get a better look.