Now, we numbered six. Seven, if you counted Hans, but I knew that none of us was about to waste our precious resources on him, so we were six. Even though we were careful to conserve what we had, we knew that the biggest problem was the constant need to distill water. It was the most time-consuming task, because the tools we had to work with were just too limited. We were limited by the amount of distilled water we could collect at once in two
little tuna tins, and we were limited by the small surface area of the lid we held over the large tin for water vapor to condense on.
That was the foremost concern I had the second day we were at Hans’s camp. Day had broken, and we were just setting about our daily tasks. Euphie had gone to collect seawater, which Elsa was dutifully boiling so tha
