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Daniel Nedic The Wrong Trip __ Chapter 1: Beginning of the End __ “Mayday!” hollered the pilot as the plane was shaking uncontrollably, with the passengers not fully aware of the current situation. The pilots were struggling to regain control, for the were in a terrible storm that seemed to have appeared almost at random. The plane was nearly at its fully capacity with passengers and only had enough fuel for the set flight path; they could not afford to take any detours. The passengers of the plane were all hoping to enjoy a relaxing and peaceful vacation in a beautiful resort in Southern Mexico. Just moments ago, the plane was full of the chatter and laughter of many, but now it was more of an awkward silence and the occasional scream, The pilots seemed to be regaining control of the plane, until suddenly, without the slightest warning, the left wing of the plane tore off leaving the plane at an unstoppable plummet towards the string of islands below. Daniel was struggling to stay in his seat as the plane speeding towards the ground was hurling him out of his seat making it very difficult to stay calm and to think clearly. “This is why I would have had rather taken a cruise,” muttered Daniel as one of the schools most renowned cheerleaders clung to his side as if she was hoping that he would somehow save her life from undoubtable doom. As the plane neared the coral reef, it seemed that every functioning mechanical part was beginning to rip off or burst into flames due to the amount of pressure caused by the plane hurdling down. The plane was now full of the screams and pleads of the passengers, who were hoping to survive. The click of the intercom turned on as if the pilot was about to speak, and then silence overcame and the rush of water could be heard flowing through the plane while half of the plane was being ripped through the coral and large underwater rocks. The water began to turn a dark eerie red as people were sliced and torn in two by the sharp and jagged reef. Everything went dark, and it seemed that all life had perished. “Uhh, where am I. Aahh, my head,” softly said Daniel as he was looking around for any other survivors of the terrible wreckage. The wind was blowing majestically the trees were swaying but no survivors were to be seen or heard among the giant heap of debris and clutter from the plane among the damage reef. Daniel struggled to get back up on his feet but once he finally stood up, he saw a small sparkle in the corner of his eye. He slowly waddled over to its direction and saw Kelsey the cheerleader holding up a mirror ironically looking into the mirror as if appearance was all that mattered at this moment in time. Just as Daniel was about to question Kelsey, he heard the yells of another possible survivor calling for help. Daniel rushed towards the screams while Kelsey stayed behind whining about a small cut above her right eye. Daniel stopped to the sight of Christina, the school’s band leader, attempting to help Denny who was crying in agony while being crushed by a piece of the wing from the former Boeing 747. Christina and Daniel with both of their might managed to budge the plane wing just enough for Denny to squeeze out of the small opening given. Kelsey finally decided to make her way over to the group only to find the other three survivors sitting in distress after realizing that there were no other survivors. Out of the two hundred on the plane, only four survived, and now they were left to try and live amongst the wild and unforgiving islands with no help and no technology to use like in the movies. They were now castaways and it will be their decisions and ambition to survive. That will either get them home alive, or an unpleasant death miles away from where anyone can hear their pleas and cries for help, they would have to learn to live in the wild, for if they can’t, they will never return home. __ Chapter 2: Lost Hope __ It was an unbearably chilly cool night on the unknown island of which its new inhabitants were now forced to reside on, due to the terrible events of their horrific plane crash. Denny was the first to awake remembering feeling so small and helpless while being crushed by the wing of the large plane. He looked around and saw that the other survivors were still dozing off, so he didn’t bother to wake any of them out of their slumber. Denny decided to take this time to scout the island for anything of use or possible civilization. Although it was early morning, it was still dangerously dark in the damp and treacherous jungle and it made travelling through the forest a painfully difficult experience. It was nearing noon when Daniel and Christina were awoken by the harsh screams of Kelsey like she was being killed who was screeching, “It was all just a dream.” When Christina dared ask what was wrong, Kelsey screamed out and ran the opposite direction into the unknown wilderness. Daniel immediately noticed that Denny was also nowhere to be seen, for he was not among them sleeping. This sparked worry in the eyes of Christina who had secretly fallen in love with the young Korean lad. Meanwhile, Denny was completely unaware of what was going on at the moment on the beach near the plane wreckage. Kelsey kept on running further and further, like an Olympic runner, into the dark sleeping forest until her cries and screams could no longer be heard. She carefully sat down on a rotting log. For Kelsey had thought that the entire incident had been nothing more than a nightmare, but when she woke up to the dark, unfriendly reality, that it was all true. Poor Kelsey could just not wrap her mind around the fact that she may never see her family or her most beloved make up set again. As Kelsey was thinking aloud she began hearing a cracking noise coming from underneath her, then suddenly, the log snapped and Kelsey fell back hitting her spinal cord on a large pointed rock leaving her lying on the ground, unable to move even an inch. For she was lying paralyzed in a five or six foot ditch without any possible way of escape. While Kelsey was dying in a ditch far off in the wilderness, Denny had made his way back to the other castaways who had managed to build a fair sized shelter. First thing Denny asked was about Kelsey’s whereabouts. Daniel and Christina simply shrugged their shoulders. Deep in the jungle, Kelsey was screaming on the inside but on the outside no one could hear her pleas for help, for she was the first victim of the island. It had been two weeks since Kelsey had disappeared into the overwhelming jungle, and sadly the rest of the survivors never managed to find her location and she had passed away slowly and painfully. Denny and Daniel were away from the coast of the island as usual, either hunting or exploring the large island which oddly enough seemed to be shaped like an X or a cross. While the guys were off hunting and scavenging, Christina stayed back expanding on their shelter and making crackling fires which was a long and grueling process since she did not have any real materials to do so. Since Christina was alone, the majority of the time, she had plenty of time to think and argue within herself, Christina was bent on a decision whether she should build a strong one person raft to attempt an escape from this unforgiving island, or to stay and wait for a rescue that could never actually happen. She kept her thoughts to herself, for she did not want any of the two other survivors to know of her plans. It was very late into the evening until Denny and Daniel had managed to haul three large hogs back to eat. Denny, in a humorous voice, yelled, “We’re home!” alerting Christina that they had actually managed to bring some food back to eat. Christina quickly got out of her slumber and cast a smile back at the two for it had been three days since three growling stomachs had tasted food. Christina a fire going already to keep her warm as the sun was beginning to set. They skinned the hog and threw it on the open fire, but then, almost immediately after, a small drizzle began and then grew into a thunderous onslaught of snapping rain which quickly put out the fire and left the three survivors drenched and starved. It would be another day without food or sleep. They were battling the island, and they were losing.

__ Chapter 3: No Escape __ The ground was thick with mud, and the air was heavy with humidity, as the sun was beginning to rise causing the rain water from the previous night to rise. The trio arose shivering and dripping wet while still starving from missing their meal the night prior, die to the fact that the fire was impossible to maintain. Daniel looked around whipping the water from his pale face only to notice that their pig was nowhere to be found. He did not alert the others as he knew it would have only caused further loss of hope or any spirit to make it out alive. There was no possible way that the three hundred pound pig could have just walked up and gotten away after brutally being stabbed and thrashed by spears. The only real explanation that Daniel could think of was that there was another creature possibly living on the same island as the castaways. Christina looked around when she awoke and instantly began crying in anguish, for the pig was gone and she knew that her stomach would yet again be deprived of food. Denny awoke to the same horrid sight of his hard fought meal no longer anywhere to be seen. The night prior, Denny and Daniel had spent nearly nine hours hunting for a meal and now it had seemed as if it was all in vain. “Well, now what?” Muttered Denny, “do we just stay here admitting defeat and wait until the tide washes away our rotting corpses or do we go hunting again?” “I suppose that is all that we can do,” replied Daniel, “Christina stay here we shall return once we have another beast.” Christina wiped the tears from her eyes and hardly answered back with a faint, “Okay.” Daniel and Denny then set off into the dense jungle in hopes for their spears to once again taste blood. Christina looked on as the duo slowly disappeared into the forest, looking as if they had been swallowed up. It was going to be another lonesome day for Christina, as she would have to look after the shelter and make an attempt to repair it after last night’s storm. Daniel and Denny were off struggling to thread through the muddy undergrowth of the forest let alone keep a keen eye out for some prey. Denny was starting to become irritated with the lack of food that there was to be had on the island, and the amount of effort that was needed in order to catch anything. The island had very little actual fruit to eat so that was not an option; they had to look for their food just like carnivores. After walking for nearly three hours, Denny spotted a small movement in the bush and heard a faint snorting noise similar to that of their last catch but nowhere near as loud, Daniel posed ready to strike, and he went prone hoping not to be spotted while Denny went around the animal in hopes to chase it directly towards Daniel’s blood thirsty spear. As Denny made his move, the pig started to run directly into Daniel’s ready spear causing it to squeal then almost instantly die due to its brain being punctured. Denny let out a holler, as for the first time in four days, they would have some real food over a nice and ready hot fire. While the boys were celebrating over their hard fought meal, Christina was still struggling to get a fire going. All of the nearby wood had been drenched by the rain and was unusable, so she just had to wait until it was dry enough to use. Time was passing so ever slowly for Christina as she lay down amongst the drying wood, until she was startled by a noise in the jungle barely ten feet to the back of her, she immediately rose to the sight of a large black cat, She instantly recognized it as a jaguar and just as she was about to turn and make an attempt to run away, the cat lunged and began to sprint towards her. Christina screamed and the wild beast’s jaws open up as they neared her face. The large cat grabbed hold of her neck and began shaking Christina’s body violently apart until her head cocked to the side signifying her death. Daniel and Denny were just a few moments away when they heard the growl of the vicious creature, and they instantly knew to make a dash for the shelter to ensure Christina’s safety. When they managed to arrive to the scene they were shocked at the sight of Christina’s mangled body being devoured. Daniel and Denny carefully lowered their capture to the ground and raised their spears and crept towards the magnificent beast. The cat sharply turned his head showing its bloody teeth and dashed to the direction of Denny and leaped onto his front causing him to fall back with his ribs being crushed by the weight of the cat. Daniel could only watch in horror as Denny’s ribs were piercing his internal organs, causing death due to blood loss. It was now a showdown between the lone survivor and the murderous jaguar. Daniel peered into the empty eyes of the cat that seemed to only remind him of death and murder. The cat snarled and made a quick dash attempting the same move that it had made on poor Denny. But, Daniel was ready and fell back while aiming his spear up, causing the animal to jump directly into its sharp edge. It squirmed and shortly after, fell silent and lay dead amongst the former castaways. Daniel lay on his back, covered in blood stranded on an island knowing of no possible escape. “Maybe death is the only escape,” thought Daniel as he gripped the spear and drove it through his mid-section, causing much blood and gore to be spilt on the ground. The island now rested quiet with no more survivors, the X shaped island was an impossible escape and proved more than enough of a physical and emotional challenge for the three of our survivors.