I watched a man start to put a fire together. I tried not to laugh, considering the fact that nobody would be able to find us. Someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned and saw that it was Ethan. "Have you found any information yet?" Ethan asked me. I pointed to where Shannon and Boone were sitting down at. "That's Shannon and Boone. They're siblings." I told him. Ethan nodded. "Okay. That's good information." He pointed over to a black woman sitting along the shore. "That woman is Rose. Her husband was in the tail end of the plane where Goodwin is now." I nodded. "What should we do now?" I asked him. Before Ethan could answer, a man walked over to us.
"Hey, you guys hungry? I've got some food." The man said. "Um, sure." I stammered. I reached out and took the food. It was pretzels. I smiled. "Thank you." The man nodded, then asked "Are you two related?" Ethan started to say something when I interrupted him and said "He's my uncle." Ethan looked at me, then looked back at the man and said "Yeah. I'm Ethan. This is my niece, Arabella." The man smiled. "Cool. I'm Hugo." He reached his hand out. I smiled back at him and shook his hand. "Nice to meet you, Hugo." Hugo smiled again and walked away to hand out more food to the other survivors.
