At least it's downhill this time you think as you descend the volcano yet by the time you reach the bottom you are exhausted. You gasp for air as you take a breather on a fallen palm tree.
As you gather your strength you realise that you hadn't eaten for what seems like ages, nor drank a drop of water in this sweltering heat, you would have to stop soon to look for a source of fresh water at least.
There might be supplies on the ship but from up on the volcano you couldn't tell just how wrecked the ship was, it might have nothing or be too hazardous to get to.
Just as you make up your mind you hear a rustling not to far away.
"Hello?" You say nervously into the vast expanse of trees.
The rustling gets closer.
"C'mon guys this ain't funny."
Nothing. The noise of whatever it was stopped. If it was just an animal it mustv'e been quite big to make that much sound yet you could see nothing. You felt a twinge of fear travel down your spine.
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