At Sierra Sullivan's question, the group exchanged glances, their expressions complicated. No one spoke right away.
None of them were alone in the world; everyone had family and friends.
With conditions this bad, they all naturally wanted to be by their families' sides if they could.
If the visibility outside were even a little better, they would have suggested heading back long ago.
But as it was, a blinding sandstorm raged outside, with visibility at less than a meter.
Forget returning to the base; it would be a challenge just to get out of the apartment complex and find their vehicles.
Even if they managed to get to their vehicles, getting their bearings in this visibility would be no easy task, to say nothing of making it back to the base.
But...
'If they really didn't go back, and something happened to their loved ones during this time, could they accept it?'
'Looking deep into their hearts, could they ever be at peace?'
