Daniel thumbed the radio to hail the other group again. He hoped that Blaise would be ready for his signal, considering that he'd raised them not too long ago when they agreed to make this their rendezvous point.

"Blaise, it's Daniel, you read me?"

A moment, followed by static and then Blaise's concerned and confused voice, "We're reading you loud and clear, Doctor Jackson. We only talked half an hour ago, is something wrong? Did you encounter another problem with time?"

"No, nothing like that. We encountered tire tracks."