[1-2] The Tail

[Gin Yatreg]

After an hour of work, Gin had finally managed to knock enough trees down to make a worthwhile shelter for his fellow survivors. With some help from the syntech employees standing around, Gin brought the tree trunks down to the edge of the beach near the tail section and boulder. Taking a look inside the remains of the plane, it seemed that the rain had finally put out the last of what was once a large fire, all that remained was burnt seats and a layer of wet ash covering the area. Curiously, the fire seemed to be in that one corner of the passenger cabin and nowhere else in sight. "Come to think of it, how did a fire start there in the first place? Unless someone made it intentionally, there's no way a fire could've started right here. But no one's crazy enough to do that." Gin thought.  Realizing he's probably not going to get an answer to this conundrum, Gin went back to what he came in here for. Searching through every drawer and cupboard he could find, he grabbed every piece of spare rope and wire he could get his hands on. "Alright, time to put that improvised survival training I got on the colony to good use!" he said aloud. 

Building the shelter went smoothly; using the fuselage of the plane and the boulder nearby as a side and front wall respectively, Gin and a few others tied together a roof and diagonal wall out of the tree trunks they had collected. Once the basic structure was in place, the next step was to tie any cloth, leaves, and other material to the outside of their improvised shelter, which would help block out the rain and wind that would have normally slipped through the cracks and spaces between the trees. As they were finishing up, Gin felt a tug on his shirt collar, "Wha-?" was all he manged to get out before being dragged off by a small vampire.

Edit: Changed "in the cabin" to "in sight" because it was redundant.