Sitting on the boat, I see the boy throw the fish over the
edge of the boat near my body. While gnawing on a piece of hyena, I grab the
fish, and start to down that as well.
The boy then jumps back onto the boat, looking at me suspiciously. I
start to stare into his eyes, watching him backing down. I get the feeling that
he is scared of me, but I am just as scared of him than he is of me. I go back
to devouring the juicy fish he has layed in front of me, and enjoy every last
bit. The boy starts heading back towards me, and he pulls out something from
his pocket. It looks small, with a string hanging down, but then he brings the
object towards his mouth and blows. The screeching noise hurts my ears and I
start to feel a little woozy. I start to stumble back a little bit as I topple
down on to my stomach. I drift to sleep for the night, and I see a glowing,
green island straight ahead.
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