That evening, after a simple meal of self-heating hot pots, everyone packed their trash into the bags they had brought with them, waiting to throw it away when the show was over.
In the middle of the night, Chloe set her alarm.
She got up and dressed, and seeing Gabriel sleeping soundly, she quietly slipped past him to the mouth of the cave.
The rain hadn't stopped or lessened during the night. In fact, it had grown heavier, drumming against the leaves of a nearby banana tree.
Chloe took a notepad from her pocket, lowered her head, and began to sketch with a pen.
Some time later, Gabriel, who was in his sleeping bag, suddenly tossed, then turned, and woke up.
He sat up and instinctively glanced toward the spot where Chloe had been resting.
He found her spot empty.
His heart clenched, and his eyes darted around the cave.
Finally, he spotted a small, huddled figure at the entrance.
Gabriel didn't hesitate. He got out of his sleeping bag and quickly threw on his clothes.
