After heading back to his hut to wait out the pounding storm, Elijah lost track of the other guys.<br/><br/>The white noise of the rain and the general burst of adrenaline that was now starting to wear off caused Elijah to drop into a light sleep.  Images rain through his head...<br/><br/><em>It was early autumn and Elijah was starting his Sophmore year.  Everything was looking up.  This past June he married Rachael and he had been accepted into the anthropology deparment. Even as he walked onto campus, he looked forward to tonight with his insatiable wife...<br/><br/>Images flickered in his head.  Five years had passed.  Rachael looked beautiful in her white bikini.  The two of them were soaking up the sun in Mexico.  Elijah had gotten a grant to research some Mayan ruins and they decided to take a few days together before he arrived on site.  Recently they had been spending an awful lot of time apart.  She had used her art history degree to get a job as junior researcher for the Museum of Art and he was starting to have field assignments.  For the moment though, they were happy...<br/><br/>Happiness passes, as does a few years...Elijah had tried, he thought.  He gave up a juicy assignment to go back to grad school in the the same city as Rachael's recent museum job.  But the rift had built.  Rachael was more interested in complaining about the loss of income that grad school brought, rather than being happy about the additional time together.  Elijah could already feel the tension.</em><br/><br/>A sudden crack and crash woke Elijah out of a sound sleep.  At first he thought his hut was damaged, but he quickly realized that his was holding up well under the stress.  A bit of shaking, but overall still solid.  That meant that someone else's hut was down.  Elijah took a look outside, saw the downed hut, but there was no one near.  Shouts for the guys received no reply.  Poking his head into the remaining huts showed everyone had left.<br/><br/>"Thank god there were no injuries.  Where the hell is everyone?"<br/><br/>Elijah resolved to tackle those issues once the storm died down some.  So, he went back into his hut until the wind dropped to a low breeze and the rain become a steady soaking shower.