It was around 11:30 when I headed back to my dorm to get a shower. The dorms were getting busy as students returned from the break and moved back into...their rooms for this semester.I grabbed a shower and was going back across the hall to my room when I bumped into Jay Nicholson and his mom."Jay!" I shouted in delight. "Man, it's good to see you!" I stuck my hand out to my friend.Jay leaned on his crutches as he shook my hand. I looked him over. He had a cast on his left leg from mid-thigh down. After a reasonable wait, they decided to go in the hut.There were various utensils, some of which were obviously not handmade such as the buckets, pans, and stainless steel silverware. Immediately noticeable was a sheet covering some kind of matting used for a bed. It was quite a large bed, if that was what it was, with a round wet spot in the middle. There was another room which also had a sheet laid down. There were canteens which were definitely not something made by natives.Just before they. I had packed a nice plush blanket to sit on and have my lunch while just enjoying the ambiance of the world around me coming to life.The wind was blowing my hair gently. Then I felt it lifting my skirt as if to peek underneath to see what I was wearing. I laughed out loud as it did not know what I was planning once I found my comfy spot. So I carried my picnic basket and my comfy blanket too, then found the perfect spot big enough for two. I was so excited.I sat right down and arranged myself.. When I got to the History classroom I could see something wrong immediately. Pamela was alone, without her usual companion. Maybe Linda was delayed in a previous class or a restroom. Pamela was paler than I've ever seen her. In fact she looked like she might throw up at any point."Pamela, what's wrong?" I hugged her, only wondering afterwards if she wanted to be seen that closely to me. My fear of her reaction was immediately relieved by her clutching me tightly. Her muffled sob prevented me.