The heat hit them all…the scorching heat of Mexico, and it ate at their nerves. The stalled river ferry held them in the heat until they could stand no more.
The honeymooners fought, and loved and fought again. The pretty little tramp clawed her married lover’s eyes. The trembling killer looked behind and knew his time was short.
There were others waiting, too, some good, some bad, but all of them tormented by the shape of disaster to come.
Time gave them all a second chance.
Most of them stepped on the face of time.