It has been five years since the lunar drilling accident and two years since survivalist Richard Phelps has seen a living thing, other than his wife and dog. Yet, he could see five men moving along the creek bed eight hundred feet below the bluff that had been his home for the past twenty-six months. Longing to remain undetected, he hopes they will move on. He wonders if his AeroStream camper's silver reflection in the distance among the dead vegetation...