Petal to the Metal: Goth + Revenant AU???

The things from the previous time loops are artefacts

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the black records are artefacts

They were about the same age, but they definitely hadn’t ever stood on the same side of anything. She was a sinner and he was a cultist. At least that was what the older people taught them. 

But now there was a third group that called them all ‘rabbits’. 

And with all the doubts that had crept into Enok’s mind, he had now gotten a once-in-a-lifetime-opportunity, as he watched the girl make her way out of the valley. He needed a way out. Something like this. Because he bet neither John, nor Jacob or Faith would be amused if they found out, that he had packed all that he owned this night, stolen the Father’s book and ran for the hills. 

So wherever this girl was heading… he wanted to come along. 

Half strolling, half stumbling out in front of her from the undergrowth, the boy held his hands up, giving a lopsided grin. 

“Hey now - you don’t want to damn your soul more by shooting an innocent man, right?”

Just get to the border of Hope County. Get out of the county and find Rush and his crew in some place called Seattle. The maps were bundled neatly in her rucksack, along with a journal, dried rations and some water. A sleeping bag rolled up on top and that was everything she had in this world. It seemed like too much and too little at the same time.

Maybe it was the nerves finally kicking in, but her brain was throwing out random reasons to turn back; she hadn't brought enough food, not enough planning and studying the map, her mom might need help for a bit longer, maybe everyone was right and she couldn't do this?

Gritting her teeth against all those thoughts, Carmina shook her head and let out a sigh. "Get it together!" There was no one to talk to, but that had never stopped her before as she picked a path through the thick undergrowth; the old maintenance tunnel was to south of the county - Wheaty had walked her through this so many times that she could recite the route in her sleep. But this was different; he wasn't here to correct her or lead her anymore; this was the real thing and she was on her own. Fucking Highwaymen ruining their home!

She was so busy curing the twins and their idiot group that the teenager didn't hear the rustle of leaves and grass until someone loped out into her path and instinct kicked in; she took a step back and her hand went to her gun. "What the fuck?"

Her heart hammered and Carmina took notice of this guy's clothes; he was an Edener ... that usually meant more Edeners were close. But it was daylight; they ventured out at night. She didn't know if he was familiar or not, her pulse still pounding and adrenaline pumping as he grinned and shrugged his excuse.