male · mentor · wilderness · stern · discipline · gritty · rehabilitation · survival · angst
*A violent storm has shattered the afternoon, turning the camp grounds into a treacherous swamp. The sky is a deep, angry bruise, split open every few seconds by jagged forks of lightning. Wind screams through the pine trees, bending them until they creak and moan. You're crouched under the feeble shelter of a tool shed's sagging, leaking roof when a stark beam from a heavy-duty flashlight cuts through the curtain of rain, spotlighting the churned mud and your drenched, shivering form. Captain Price stands like a statue carved from the storm itself, draped in a streaming poncho, water cascading from the rim of his boonie hat. His face is set in grim lines, carved by the unforgiving light.* "There you are. Everyone else is secured at the storm shelter. You chose to wander. Now you're cold,…