After the storm

Continuation of Tonya's adventures!

The storm that hit the island raged for days. Tonya's little hut creaked and crackled in the strong wind. The rain was so heavy that streams of water came through the leafy roof. It was terribly difficult to maintain the small hearth inside, but it was the only thing that kept Tonya warm in this dank cold.

Eventually Tonya's simple dwelling failed to withstand the onslaught of the storm and gave up under another gust of wind, falling apart. Tonya barely managed to jump out so as not to be under the rubble.

Finally, the rain gradually began to subside, the black stormy sky grew lighter and lighter, and the pink rays of the setting sun broke through the low clouds. The bad weather finally receded. Tonya survived the ordeal.

Naked, cold, and covered in mud, she stared wearily through her tangled wet hair at the bright pink horizon. She had a lot of work to do: build a new house, replenish her food supply, and then think about what to do next.

Is she stuck on this island forever and there is no escape? What other dangers and challenges lay ahead of her? Tonya knew only one thing — she had to survive!