Elijah woke to the sounds of silence...ok, not silence but nothing more than a good soaking rain and a light wind.  After the nightly buffeting, anything sounded quiet by comparison.  Stretching over-tensed muscles that had stiffened while sleeping, Elijah stood and surveyed the hut.  Overall it had come through the storm well.  A small section of the roof would definitely need repair and there was still a small river running through one end of the hut, but, unfortunately, that was not unusual.  All his stuff appeared to have come through fine and for the most part seemed fairly dry.<br/><br/>Grimacing, Elijah opened the door to survey the damage to other structures.  He kept praying for the best, but was prepared for worse.<br/><br/>Overall, he was surprised by the conditions.  Most structures had fared well.  Sure, the roof had ripped off the community hut and one hut was down and down for good, but it could have been worse.  For the hut, it would take a full rebuild of the structure to get it back up again.  All the other huts had some roof damage, but the walls looked fairly good, though one wall of the community hut was askew, probably due to the missing structure of the roof.  Less than a week to repair all the damage but the downed hut, which would take longer.  And hopefully, they would believe him this time when he showed them the better methods of building with native materials.<br/><br/>Ah, well.  All a discussion for later.  For now, he needed to discover where the boys were and figure out why they had scattered.<br/><br/>Elijah's ears picked up a faint sound that was not weather related.<em>That must be the guys.  Sounds like they might be down on the beach.  I hope no one is injured but I should probably collect up my small first aid supply just in case. </em><br/><br/>Elijah re-entered his hut to gather supplies...<br/><br/>