The search party continued on their way; going in the direction where Anne's scream had came. After an hour of travel, they came across an area that was littered with bones. Among them, was a necklace made of bones, and attached to it was a strand of blonde hair. Mr. Driscoll picked it up and showed it to Cora.
"Oh my goodness!" Cora exclaimed, observing the necklace. "That's Anne's hair. I know it anywhere."
Before Mr. Driscoll could say anything in response, the sun began to rise. Revealing even more bones, mainly human skulls.
"Christ! It's a bleeding bone yard!" Lumpy said. "They've been ripped from limb to limb."
Cora closed her eyes tight, trying not to think of what pain these humans had to endure before being destroyed by whatever creature had captured them. Bile rose into her throat as the sudden realization that Anne could soon be among these remains; Cora could practically hear her sister's bones being severed one by one.
"Cora?"
Cora jumped and saw Bruce standing behind her. She walked away slowly and soon her knees buckled and she threw up.
"Jesus, Cora!"
Bruce ran to Cora and rubbed her back, hoping that it would help to soothe her. Cora brushed him off and spit out the remains of her bile. Leaning against a tree, she felt hot tears streak her face.
"It could be her, Bruce. My sister could be one of them." Cora mumbled.
"She's not."
"Not here, not now. But she could be, Bruce. My sister could be dying, bleeding to death...I can't think about it...The idea of her dying...And dying in such pain..."
"Then don't. You'll find your sister, Cora. You will." Bruce said.
"We will find her." Cora corrected, wiping away her tears.
Bruce hesitated for a moment, before speaking. "Of course. That's what I had meant."
Bruce offered his hand to Cora and she took it, allowing Bruce to pull her to her feet. Hand in hand, they and the search party continued their way through the jungles of Skull Island.