The tent was quite large, so Will had to reach across to grab the next poles to hold up as Collin lifted from the other side. He pushed the supports into the sand as quick as he could to get them all done. Once they all seemed to be steady on his side, Will stepped back and said "Is that it?" looking around the sides of the tent and wiping his brow with his arm. "Looks good" he added, impressed with what Collin and himself had accomplished. He was sure May and Dr. Rider would appreciate it also, although Dr. Rider may not show it, May would probably be thankful.

Will stood by the entrance to the tent and lifted the unzipped doorway to the side to peek inside. "Perfect" he said with a nod to Collin. The sight of the empty tent reminded Will of the others. The others that were meant to be there, sharing the tent. He expected it to be cramped and busy on this trip; ten people trying to cope with each other in their personal space. But no, that would never become a reality, and now Will wished it could be, the empty space looking lonely and stale. He scrunched his eyes together, trying to get the picture of their lifeless bodies swaying on the waves, but that just brought the image on stronger. He tried to focus. Focus on the four of them, they were the ones that needed help now and Will would do his best to keep them safe. He opened his eyes and let go of the tent door, turning away.

The sky had swirls of blue and wisping clouds of grey, washed across the paling yellow colours of the sun, moving closer and closer to the horizon. The storm no longer seemed imminent, but the dark grey clouds still loomed around the corners of the sky. Dr. Rider was standing up now, Will asked as he spotted him "Feeling okay?", Dr. Rider replied, nodding, "Yes" he said quietly. "Ah" he said louder, seeing Collin stood by the new addition, "you built the tent!" his tone suddenly became more positive. The feeling of familiarity rushed over him unexpectedly. It was as if the storm never happened, as if the mission was playing out like he had planned. It was only a tent, but to Dr. Rider it seemed to signify something more. Somehow, Dr. Rider could easily convince himself that his plan was going well.

Will walked over to near May, stopping to look over her as she breathed deeply in her sleep, and picked up the packets of food Dr. Rider had left on the sand and looked at them closely. He thought about how they really should save them for later. It would be hard to leave them sealed when their stomachs rumbled, but what if that was all they had? And what if no one came to find them? The sky was so vast, but unlike on the mainland, not a plane exhaust trail in sight. The island was populated with wildlife, not people, and that was the whole reason they were here.