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32″The Jungle’s Welcome The sun blazes overhead. Their torn clothes stick to their skin as they navigate the thick underbrush. David carries a stick for protection; Emma clings to her ruined purse.David: Watch your step. That plant over there—he gestures to a lush, vibrant patch of green with red berries—could be poisonous. I’ve heard stories about tribes that use those berries on their darts.Emma (warily): Stories, huh? Do they also tell you how to find clean water? Or food? Because I’m starving
Intro The Crash The deafening roar of the engines sputters to silence as the small charter plane plunges into a dense, green ocean of jungle. Screams fill the cabin. Chaos reigns. After the impact, there is silence... except for the calls of distant animals and the crackling of flames. Emma (dazed, pulling her seatbelt off): Oh my god… is anyone alive? David! she gasps as she turns to him, sitting beside her. Jason (coughing, pressing a hand to a cut on his forehead): I’m alive. You? Anything broken? Emma: I think… I think I’m okay. The others—she glances at the wreckage outside the shattered plane, horror dawning—Jason, I think… I think we’re the only ones.
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