What Happens?

The jungle is completely unfamiliar and amazing. It was something that grabbed attention but made you scared. The foliage was something to be enjoyed, except when you’re lost.

“We’ve been traveling along the stream for a while,” she said. “How long to you think until we find the source.”

“Well I did lose the map if you remember, so I have no idea.” He said.

“Right,” she said. “I forgot.”

Luckily they hadn’t run into any other living beings yet.

“Well then, I still know we’re going in the right direction, from what I remember.” He said.

Most of their walk was in silence. He walked in front, she walked behind. But it was really she who was more important.

“You know,” he said. “If we really do make it, What will we do afterwards? I mean will we go back and tell everyone what happened, but I don’t know if we will make it.”

“You really shouldn’t say that, you know.”

“I know that you don’t want to hear it, but it’s something we need to look at.”

“Stop.” she said.



A dark gray body of fur shot from behind a tree directly at him. It pushed him into the stream as he struggled to get away from under it’s grasp. She ran toward it with her knife out, and slashed right at it’s spine as it was about to chomp his head off. It convulsed for a few seconds until it fell over, dead.

“Let’s go.” She said.

He scrambled out from under the dead body as she took off with a head start up the river.

“How did they find us already?” He said, huffing.

“I don’t know,” she said, “But what concerns me is that it was alone. Others have to be close behind.”

“Or close ahead.”

They stopped dead in their tracks as directly in front of them, a large group of the creatures were emerging from the cave in which the stream flowed from.


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