The storm was still a few hours out, so while Jared gathered supplies for us to stay hunkered down for a few days, I explored the little village.

All the little huts were made of wood and thatch. They didn’t look all that sturdy.

I went to the outside of our hut and knocked on the wall with my fist.

The knock echoed through the hollow room on the other side.

Nodding, I stepped back. It did feel sturdy enough. I noticed other people coming in with ...