Back at the beach the scavenging party was diligently following Bianca’s trail while still scouring the area for anything that they could take back to the main camp site and use.
As they walked Mack trailed behind. He liked to keep his group in front of him to ensure their safety. He had one missing he would not let anyone else disappear. He couldn’t help these feelings of responsibility. They were partly from his military training and partly from the fact that it was at his lead they were all here.
He allowed his mind to wander back – Almost 12 years ago he had been a very successful business man. He had retired from the USAF after years in a highly classified and stressful intelligence career and had finally seen his dream of a survival vacation business come to life.
He would be a liar if he said he had never dreamed that he would have to use the survival tactics he taught his clients in everyday life. He had always suspected (perhaps even slightly feared) the day would come. For most people EMP was just something they heard in a news blurb or maybe read in science fiction, but for Mack is had been a very real part of his everyday work.
Thank The Creator that they had been able to reach Veilhella Island! And praise Unus the old camp site was still more or less intact. It had been so long since it had bpeen safe to say God or Jesus in public that he found himself saying The Creator and Unus even in private.