Roz blinked her eyes open, still half asleep, she pulled herself into a sitting position. She rubbed her eyes, still heavy with sleep as she peaked out the gap in the tent entrance. There was barely a hint of light on the horizon and her crew was still fast asleep. She slid her legs off the side of her cot and stood up, wobbling a bit before steadying herself. Mar had kept them all up late, preparing for today’s treacherous jou...