Chapter 4
What was perhaps around 10:00pm in the real world, Joey and Tristan had created a "mattress" made from various sized and shaped twigs, leaves, and vines. They were miles away from their friends and even further away from any civilization. Joey lied on his stomach on the "bed" and pondered about things, of which Tristan finally asked: penny for your thoughts?
Joey moved his eyes towards Tristan, but kept his head where it was.
"It's just...strange," he started. "First off, we don't even know where we are, how we got here, and how we get out of here. I don't even remember what happened before all this."
"And?"
"And, Bakura is nowhere to be found."
"What I want to know is, what the hell is a snow tiger doing in the middle of a jungle? Aren't they usually... in the snow?"
"That's true. But those kinds of questions can wait. We still need to figure out the more important things, like how we get back home."
Joey looked up at Tristan, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed as well and listening attentively while observing the surroundings. "Do you remember what we were doing before we got here?" Joey asked him.
Tristan shook his head. "Not a thing." Joey went back to staring in front of him as he scraped his mind of any memories of events prior to waking up in the middle of the jungle. The glow of the moon shone in his worried hazel eyes.
"Come to think of it, though," Tristan started, "I do remember being at Burger World with the gang. And I remember feeling funny after drinking that lemonade that was served to us. Tasted funny, too."
Joey's eyes lit up instantly. He had a hunch.
"Yeah, I remember that too!" Joey agreed. "All woozy and whatnot. And we all drank it. That's when I remember blacking out. Something... something weird must have been in that lemonade!"
Tristan gave him a skeptical look, and stroked his chin. He didn't quite follow. This doesn't make sense... or does it?
"You mean to say... that someone spiked our lemonade, and then knocked us out, and somehow by some strange twisted magic, we ended up in this random wilderness out in the middle of nowhere?"
Joey nodded, then shrugged.
"Nothing is for sure, obviously, but it's the only explanation I can think of right now. Anyway, my head hurts and we should be getting to sleep." He rested his chin on his wrists before he finally fell asleep.
'I only hope Yugi and Tea are alright' Tristan thought to himself as he lied down beside Joey, attempted to make himself comfortable. The scratchy twigs were making his skin itch.
'...wherever they are.'
He mentally concluded his final hopeful wishes in his head before drifting off into a troubled sleep.
