Dr. Rider flinched as Collin woke suddenly from sleep. The look in Collins eyes brought back memories for Will, sending his head into a spin. Luckily Collin recovered quick and got to his feet to start making the tent. They were lucky to have found most of the essentials for staying in the jungle. Will worried about food, looking dubiously at the small packets of camping food that Dr. Rider had brought back. It was enough to share for the night and in the morning, but he knew that it would be hard on their bodies if they didn't keep nourished enough to brave the heat and exertion that surviving on this island would bring.

Dr. Rider laid back on the sand, appreciating the respite the shade offered, and stared up at the tree tops above him in awe of the sight. He closed his eyes as the headache pulsed around his temples. He heard Collin say something about the tents and listened to the sounds as he unpacked the crate. Dr. Riders swayed in and out of sleep, a thin layer of sweat covering his face, until a quiet breathy snore began it's rhythm from his mouth.

Will looked at the others in turn, and then spotted the medical kit he had used for May's leg, remembering he would have to bandage his head. He moved over to retrieve a gauze and bandage which he wrapped three times across his forehead and around the back of his head to keep the gauze in place. Only after cleaning the wound and using a stitch closure plaster to ensure it would heal together. The bandages acted like a sweat band and looked very much similar to one too. Will put away the medical kit and scanned over the items that Collin had laid out. He looked carefully to identify and item that would be detrimental to their survival and to keep them safe at night.

The ignition steel tool was incredibly important, so when Will spotted red handles of the black steel rods tied together he let out an "Ah-ha" in relief. He got to work straight away, going into the forest of trees to find dry wood, kindling and rocks. He had used the tools before and lit a fair few fires on camping trips back home. He stopped in his tracks as his mind cast back to the days his younger brother was around. Will carried on silently and placed his findings near enough to Collins tent and started to use the steel and blade to find a spark. His continuous effort paid of, after five minutes a small spark took to the kindling and Will fought to keep it alive. He smiled to himself, proud of his achievement, and then looked up to Collin. "Collin!" Will called "Fire!" his fatigue stunting his ability to elaborate, caveman terms would do for now. Will added more wood as the fire grew into a steady form. Satisfied, he sat down, leaning to his side and looked over to May, catching his breath and gathering energy to go and help Collin complete the tent.