“This is Tanner,” he said, his voice shaky but clear. “Mallory, Jacob—if you can hear me, I’m at an old weather station. I have someone here with me. We’re sending out an SOS. Please… please respond.”
There was a moment of agonizing silence, and then, through the crackling static, Tanner heard a voice—Mallory’s voice. “Tanner! Thank God. We’ve been searching for you the entire day. Hang in there, we’ll come and rescue you as the dawn breaks.”