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"Nah," Jesse said. "Might n-... – him for food- I'M JOKING, I'M JOKING!" he yelled as he was suddenlymet with glares.Getting closer to the rock, they scanned the mountain face for signs of openings that might mark aconvenient cave, stopping by a promising dark narrow gap just wide enough for one of them to crawlthrough that produced echoes when Conor shouted random stuff inside.Conor yanked Jesse by the shoulder and steered him towards it. "You first," he said. "Get in there, youcannibal."Jesse looked at the dark gap with trepidation. "What if there's something in there?""Then if it kills you, we can use you for food. Move it."Jesse stuck a tentative foot through the gap; then grabbed hold of the edges and pulled himself up,looking into the darkness; a step inside – the wind ceased hitting him as he entered; then he yelled ashis foot slipped and sent him sliding down a slope to the rock floor below where he hit his head.Blinking away the red that threatened to flood his vision, Jesse crawled into a sitting position and lookedaround. The cave went deeper into the mountain. How deep, he neither knew nor wished to find out,gazing with fear at the numerous dark openings he could barely make out in the little light that fellthrough the opening."Watch your step there!" he called out to the others, making their way down after him. "There's aslanted bit."Inside was marginally warmer. Not much, but around the temperature of a regular cold winter's dayback where some of them lived.Tod was the last to reach the cave floor. "Can't see anything in here," he said.A disinterested flick of a cigarette lighter was heard courtesy of John Constantine, and an orange flamepopped up in the dark. It did little to break the darkness."We should start a fire," Kip suggested."Sure," John said dryly. "Got any firewood, or are you volunteering yourself?" He flicked off the lightand wandered off to glare philosophically at one of the dark openings.Johnny sank to the floor, hands around his knees in an attempt at keeping warm. "What do we donow?" he asked. "Wait for rescue?""No one knows where we are," John said, having failed at intimidating the dark opening. "Everythingwas chaos. You all saw it.""Someone has to know," Nelson said."Says who?" John countered."Okay," Conor said, dropping down some distance from Johnny. "So no one knows we're here. And wedon't know where we are.""Might not even be on Earth," Johnny said distantly.Paul dropped his head into his hands and sat there looking glum."Someone has to know," Jesse said faintly, repeating Nelson's words. "They brought us here, they gottaknow we're here. They have to. They have to bring us back, I... I gotta get home..." His voice trailedoff, then the half-whine: "I'm cold.""Then don't just sit there," Nelson said. "Move about. It's warmer that way.""If we stay here no one's going to find-" Kip started."They won't find us anyway!" Conor shouted. "It's only the nine of us here, can't you see that? Just thenine of us. From that... uh, piece of black thing we were on. And now we're here, and the others aren't,so... so they must have been transported someplace else altogether-"