The cave was wet. She could feel it starting to soak through the seat of her jeans. But there was nothing she could do about it. It was better than a lot of other options. Even the bats really didn't bother her in the end. Or the fact that they were going to be sleeping where they poop. That must work out well for their injuries. Not that the marine biologist thought about that much. She had dozed off in a fitful sleep. Until the explosion jerked her awake.<br/><br/>Slowly turning her head towards the mouth of the cave, she was awe struck by the red glow outside. She could all but smell the soot and ash coming off the fire. Huddling herself into a smaller ball, despite the pain, she tried to doze back off. It was a lesson in fruitlessness. No matter how much she shifted or relaxed or stretch, the pain just wouldn't go away and kept her up half the night. By the time that the sun's morning rays started to lighten the cave mouth, she was ready for a new day to begin.<br/><br/>Standing up and stretching her stiff muscles, she tried to ignore the wetness of her clothes and definitely didn't want to think about what was on them. Looking around at the others, she watched their chests. She waited for a rise and fall that signal life before she moved on to the next person. Once everyone had been accounted for, she moved slowly towards the mouth of the cave. She wanted to see what damaged had occurred in the night. Not to mention, if there was anything salvageable, she wanted to drag it back here as soon as possible.