by K. T. Tomb
“Which means,” said Rajeev, “that they’re trying to catch us like cobras in a pot!”
Despite the situation, John smiled. “Agreed, except our cobras are all tail and no fangs. Apart from some blades and this rifle, we have no weapons at all. We have to get away from here, and fast.” They ran as fast as the jungle conditions would allow. Although their route was a straight line and therefore shorter than the coastal route the interlopers were taking, the terrain was much rougher. If they made it back to the camp in time at all, it would leave them scant time to escape. John thought about firing his rifle, but that would surely not alert his shipmates, as they would be expecting him to fire at a bird on his hunt, and would surely alert the new arrivals to the island that someone was not on the coast. His only choice was to beat them back to Captain Sykes, and get away, back to the Nannie Dee, and use the speed of their ship to escape. He hoped it would be enough.
Dinosaur Island
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