Trillian, Finnegan, and Joey all laid down in the sand. Their three soaking wet bodies were pressed together, trying her best to hide themselves from whatever it was that was making those noises in the jungle. It was nearly dusk now, they had stayed huddled down for most of the day. Frozen in terror, trying to decide to make a run for it or dive back into the ocean. The water kept coming up with the tide, splashing against their legs.

The noise came again, like an awful high pitched screaming roar.

Trillian snapped her eyes shut, both hands out reached, clutching at the guy's hands for comfort.

"Maybe you can take a look at that jet ski's engine…try and get it fired up again."

Finnegan looked over at Joey who was on the other side of Trillian. Joey brushed back some of his soaking wet hair to glance over at the jet ski.

"I could try…but that only holds two people…"

"And that means one of us would have to stay behind."

Trillian muttered. Finnegan shook his head before pounding his fist into the sand.

"When will this ever end!"

The roar came again making the three of them freeze.

"We could try and swim for it…we have the surfboard."

"With those waves man, you gotta be crazy…those are storm clouds."

"Dammit!"

Trillian then shook her head.

"I am not gonna die here, not after everything that's happened!"

"We're not gonna die, we just need to figure something out."

"Well somebody must of seen the explosion, or start looking for the ship, remember what they said?"

"Yeah, well let's hope they come soon, whatever those things are they sound pissed off."

"You think their the same thing as in the ship?"

Finnegan shook his head.

"This sounds bigger."

"Perfect."

Joey said rolling his eyes.

Laying there, all pressed up against the sand…there was finally silence. Waiting until nightfall, finally they decided to stand up.

"Where do you think it is?"

Trillian asked before brushing the sand off her clothes. Finnegan squinted, the sun was completely down now and stars were coming out. The island gave a creepy unsettling look towards it in the moonlight.

"There could be more of them, who knows."

Joey limped over to the jet ski as Trillian turned around, facing the ocean.

"Help has to come…it just has to."

"This seems like a pretty big island, maybe we should look around."

"Are you crazy!?"

Trillian snapped, Finnegan held his hands up in defense before pointing to the jungle.

"We'll stay here, but from the sound of it…our little friends might grand us a visit later tonight."

Trillian rubbed her arms, before looking out into the darkness.