Exactly as she had feared, she found herself with too much time to think, and too little actions she could take. Time became meaningless, and the outside world, irrelevant. Maybe she had been spoken to on a few occasions by concerned travellers, but she was simply unable to heed their calls. All she was left with was some alone time to figure out what had happened, and what could be done. And at some point? As she thought more and more about what had been said during yesterday’s malarkey of alcohol, shouts, and obscenities?