After walking for more than 3000 miles, everyone but Sam, whose leg was still broken, was exhausted. All some of Sam's sarcastic remarks did not really help them either. They didn't need to worry about the Panama Canal, because it was kind of frozen, so that helped them.

Luckily for them, they didn't need to walk anymore. A troop of planes that was flying overhead had spotted them. But they didn't know this.

"What's that noise?" Sam asked

"I, I think that it's some kinda plane or something." Laura said looking up into the sky.

"But I don't see anything." Brian added.

"That's cuz they are in a cloud." Jack replied to Brian's statement.

Everyone was ecstatic to see the planes coming to get them, except for the four of them. They didn't want to get on the plane, like everyone else did. It seemed as though something wasn't quite right in the sky that would make them feel more comfortable with going on a plane at this point.

"I dunno why, but I'm feeling that getting on that plane will lead to something bad." Laura told them.

"I kinda feel the same way." Sam added.

"Yeah, me too." Brian said.

So they didn't get on that plane. There might be more coming later this week. But what was this week? What day was it? These questions were constantly running through all of their heads. It was easy to tell.

They saw the plane take off, cleanly, and then vanish off into the distance. Not really. As soon as it seemed that the plane was out of view, a flash of lighting struck the plane. The plane came pummeling down, crashing just about 100 yards in front of Laura.

Now they knew why they had the feelings not to get on the plane. But they couldn't think about that now because there was a tremendous thunderstorm, that only created more snow. It didn't last too long, maybe an hour tops. But it made it more of a problem for the four of them to walk further because it was the light snow, which needed to be compressed or it was almost impossible to get across.

"Just our luck, we were in the clear and then it had to go and snow again." Brian said.

"Well, we can't control that, can we…?" Laura told him

Brian just stuck his tongue out at her like a child at a playground that got to the last swing first.

They didn't want to, but they had to find shelter, or start moving in order to stay alive. But it just started to get colder, so now there only option was to find a shelter.

"Anyone know how to make an igloo?" Sam joked

Jack didn't think it was such a bad idea and began to mold snow into the shape of a rectangle. Laura and Brian soon joined him. Leaving Sam to command them in forming it. They weren't really sure if this was going to work, but it was worth a try. And if they ever had to go anywhere that this skill was needed, which could have been in just 5 miles or so, they would have it.

It was finished, now they had to get inside. Which wasn't as easy as they thought it would be. And it didn't help that it was a bit too small to hold them all, but it was better than trying to squeeze into a weather proof tent because the other one they had got blown away in the snow storm. All they could do now was wait until morning to see what would happen to them.