"Hey, honey," Dallas said urgently, "wake up, you're gonna freeze to death!" A long low moan gurgled up from the throat of the prostrate woman, and af...er turning her over onto her back she whispered, ".....lost, no food, no water, c-cold, so cold......" After those few words she slipped back into u*********sness and with a great deal of effort Dalas dragged the woman through the snow and into her tent! She struck a match and lit the propane lantern and got her first look at lost stranger! "My. It was her task to do so.I was sitting there trying to think of a place to put the boxes, when the idea struck me. What if I had the units fitted out as mini guest houses. It would need a bed which could easily fit in the rear across the back. A comfortable chair and night stand with some storage. Maybe a chest and dresser combo all of it built in of course. A Dorm size refrigerator and a tiny microwave to heat coffee. It would just be a place to sleep, The guest would have to use the bathroom. .. attracted the attention of various locals,” Inari sighed.“Oh? Who?” Priya asked, intrigued.“Her name was Dr. Zuzanna Walczak. She was a former military doctor that was left behind by the Confeds after the war. The conflict there had disillusioned her to the Confederation’s bright and shiny persona they portrayed to its citizens. Not even halfway into the conflict, she deserted, wanting no part in the war that they had started,” Inari told her lover.“At first, many of the locals didn’t trust. He gets on the radio to call for help:MARIO: "Mayday! Mayday! Mya boat, she issa starting to sink! The motor, she noa wanta start! Pleasa senda help!"AMSA: "This is Maritime Rescue. We acknowledge your signal. Rescue services have been notified."Mario continues to wait, while the boat sinks lower and lower into the water. When the boat is barely afloat, Mario calls again:MARIO: "Mayday! Mya boat, she hassa almost sunk! I needa help NOW!"AMSA: "This is Maritime Rescue. Acknowledged. Our Focker.