Road 66

Camp 3NTE. August 26th. Tuesday.August 2015. 6 AM.Day 9.

They loaded what they could and 6 20 liter jerry cans of diesel into the F76 double cab toyota pick up.

They were about ready to leave when they saw a smiling Peter Shepard sitting in the driver's seat look at them and make a negative gesture with his right hand.

Ben Caster unhesitatingly drew his automatic and discharged it at the man. The man collapsed. As they were almost to the van, it exploded.

-- Now we're all right," said Madelein, on the verge of losing control of her nerves again.

-- Calm down, everybody. Whatever is out there wants us to lose control.

Camp 3NTE. August 26th. Tuesday.August 2015. 5.55 AM.Day 9.

A gentle breeze caressed the hard desert surface. Suddenly it stopped. It seemed to dissipate, then gave in the opposite direction stopping again; it became stronger, stronger and was already a small whirlwind spinning in all directions on a very short surface of the terrain.