"What the hell just happened?" "Get away from the plane?""What made the cockpit explode?""How about the pilot?""Everyone run for your life."There was a wave of horror as shards of the remnant of the exploded cockpit flew in different directions. One of the many shards of ceramic came charging in the direction of a lady who was running to find safety. Before she saw it coming, it was late. Because of this, she couldn't really save herself from the potential hit. All of a sudden, she felt a hand shove her to the side. When the hand shoved her, she fell to the side, almost twisting her ankle. The person who had pushed her fell in the opposite direction. She was saved. When the commotion had quite down, everyone started to summon courage to see what really went wrong and check the surroundings. Lila, the lady who had been pushed to the side, had trouble getting up on her feet. Before she could struggle to her feet, there was already someone standing over her, reaching his hand
Reality dawned on the group of college students when the sun started to set. The orange rays of the sun were splattered across the very end of the horizon that reached into the sea. The group has been wandering for a while, and for the fear of their safety, they had returned to where they all gathered earlier. All of them looked down. They looked very scared and equally worried. It would seem as though they had all given up on the hope of living or surviving. All the faces of the girls were gloomy. Not one of them was not feeling sad, not even Richard. Reality had caught with Richard, and he realised that things were not exactly what he had thought it would be. They had tried walking from one end of the beach to the other to fetch a signal for their phones, but nothing helped. Some of them had taken the courage to follow Richard into the forest perhaps somewhere in the forest, they would find a connection so that they could call for support. The chirping and ululation of birds
Richard couldn't tell how long into the night they were, but things were not getting any better. The tent was about the size of a normal dorm room. It does not have a room enough for seven girls and a guy. They might all suffocate. Luckily enough for them, the tent had some curves at each corner of the foot, which added more room to the space. Now, they could sparce themselves out and not strangle each other in a bid to get comfortable.After a while of getting in place, the situation got worse. Richard could hear the girls whining. None of them was necessarily saying a word, but they were mumbling and moving. Richard couldn't pretend as though he was an alien amongst them and didn't understand what the matter was. It was chilling cold in the tent. It was late in the night, and everywhere was freezing. The coziness was so hightened that teeth were gritting harshly against each other to concentrate the coldness. 'We need fire.' Richard concluded. He wanted to check his wristwatch
It was morning, and everyone was still asleep. Richard tried to turn, but he realised that he was somewhat stuck. While he was trying to struggle his way out of the discomfort, his eyes slowly opened. When his eyes opened, he became conscious of his environment, and he could see what was happening. He was the only one who was awake. The rest of the girls were still sleeping. He first took a deep breath. Perhaps that would help in clearing his head. Then, when he started to gain consciousness, he realised that one of his arms was aching. He pulled to free it.It was at that moment that he noticed that his palm was deep inside a bra, cupping a handful of tit. He pulled away and scooped to the side as though he had caught himself performing a taboo. There was a lady right in front of him, her back positioned to him. Her pants were stained, and the liquid substance seemed to be so strong that it had altered the yellow color of the thong. His mind was blank for a while as he tried to
"What do we have here?" Richard muttered as he stared at the innocent creature. He didn't take a step yet. Instead, he kept a long stare at the rabbit, a couple of ideas flying around in his head. But mostly, he seemed a little bit intrigued by the rabbit. "You look too beautiful to be real. How could your fur be so neat and clean? I mean you live in the forest all by yourself. You should be dirty or perhaps have some stain. Even if you are mysophobic." He continued to rant, not sure what he was on about. He stopped talking all of a sudden when he got an idea. Just yesterday, they were worrying about supplies and all that. They didn't know what their fate would be now that their plane was not in a good state. He couldn't be sure for how long they would be stranded on this island, even though he had tried to cheer the girls up yesterday. This idea that he had just gotten should definitely go a long way in helping them to figure something out. "It won't be bad if we make this our
Richard was entirely speechless as he stared at the impossible sight. His eyes were bulging at the sockets as he couldn't make any sense of this absurdity yet. How could he when his head was blank?He was still kneeling in the mud as his gaze remained fixed on the mountainously shaped heap of bones. In no time, he heard some hurrying feet coming in his direction. He should be worried or at least be on guard, but he didn't feel either of the two. In no time, a couple of the girls were seen running to the scene. They were breathing heavily, panting as though they were being chased for their lives. Running as though it was a ransom for their existence. "Richard, what happened? Why were you running so -" The first girl trailed off all of a sudden. "What the hell, Richard? How could you run so fast? Since when did you join the ---" The other girl tripped off too. "Weren't you chasing a ---" Each of the girls seemed to lose their voice as soon as they stepped into the open. Two more g
The bunny scurried its way through the tiny openings of the villa like it used to do; from the large gate, through the pool, to the second floor balcony in the other end. Its little feet dribbled across the marbled floor of the living room, and it kept going through the hall until it came to a stop in the foyer of the first floor. As soon as the rabbit arrived in the foyer, the man who was seated on the couch, playing GTA 5 on his PS 5, was alerted at once. Even though the sound of gunshots was blasting through the speaker, yet the person on the couch could distinguish the little feet of the bunny that had just dribbled its way in. The person's ear seemed aided, and he turned in the direction of the bunny at once. When he turned, the bunny scurried to the front, then hopped on the couch. It dragged its body close enough to the man started to rub his head against the thigh of the man. "Good job, boy. Good job." Cory, the man, stopped the game and started to rub the head of the bu
It was quiet in the tent. Everyone was staring, but none of them was willing to say a word. Occasionally, all their attentions would shift to Richard as though he was a messiah. There had been a great concern that arose amongst them after what Rachel said. The mention of cannibal sent chills down the spines of the rest of the girls. Richard was racking his brain, too. Whatever he would say to them must be something that would uphold them rather than put them to fear. He was yet to figure out the situation for himself, let alone assure someone else. He didn't want to make promises that he wouldn't be able to follow through with. He didn't think he was ready to put such a burden upon himself. No matter how much he thought about it, there was no way he could have. How was he going to start? He didn't even know a goddamn thing about a cannibal. All he knew was from one of the books he had once read. It was also something that the rest of the group must have heard, too. Cannibals feed