I was once again rendered useless so I enjoyed the view of Bill flexing his muscles and helping put weights on the raft.
"Where's Mitchell?" Sam asked as Jack returned from his random excursion.
"Resting his feet." Jack said simply. I looked over at Sam and exchanged a look with her, something was not right. Jack was acting weird, well more weird. Ever since his last spat with everyone over the discovery of the fresh water fountain he had been completely closed off.
"Should I go get him?" She asked.
"No, no. Let him rest till we get loaded." he answered back a little to fast.
"Okay." she said before he continued on.
"Those blisters are pretty nasty." he said. After about thirty seconds Sam and I gave a curt nod to each other. She placed the pieces of wood she was holding and we snuck off to where Gordon was.
"Mitchell," Sam said as we reached the dry platform. "You okay?" He was sat up against one of the support beams. He didn't respond, his eyes were open and his mouth was parted but he said nothing.
"Mitchell?" I asked not used to using his last name. Sam and I knelt in front of him. He was trying to move his face to form words, but he couldn't make them come out.
"What is it?" Sam asked as he gurgled on some words. "Tell me." she said.
"Shit." I said under my breath as I noticed a bite mark on his arm. Without thinking I ran out of the dry cover to where Jack was, leaving Sam behind. I could hear her running behind me. I walked up to Jack and kicked him in the shin.
"What did you do?!" I screamed at him as Bill and Tran pried me away from him.
"What did you do to him, Jack?" Sam said behind me much more calm.
"What is it?" Gail asked.
"He did something to Mitchell. Somethings wrong." Sam said standing in front of Jack. I had calmed down enough that Bill and Tran let me go.
"What are you talking about?" Jack asked innocently.
"You were in there alone with him. What did you do?" I yelled at him.
"He was resting his feet I didn't do anything." he said innocently again. Kong's screaming alerted us from Jack. We looked over to find Gordon's legs dangling from the ceiling of the last standing building in the village.
"Shit!" Bill said.
"Oh my God!" Sam and Gail said as we all ran to Gordon. When we reached the platform, I ran into Bill at his sudden stop. Gordon's feet were last seen sticking out of an anaconda's mouth. Gail ran up beside us and screamed.
"Oh my God." Bill said under his breath, Sam trying to pull Gail away from the sight.
"Gail, no come on!" she yelled. I ran over and helped as much as I could to get Gail away from the scene of her lover being devoured.
"Get out! Get out! Go!" Bill said as he grabbed a torch. Tran ran over and grabbed Gail's arm and assisted her away as Bill lit the place on fire. We got back to the raft in time to see Jack sailing away on it.
"The raft!" Tran yelled in disbelief. I kicked a tree out of anger and sat on the ground. Gail sobbed for her lover and gone raft. Sam stood there in disbelief as well as Cole.
"No! You son of a bitch!" Cole yelled at the disappearing Jack.
"We can build another one." Sam said out of breath.
"With what?! With what, Sam?!" Cole yelled.
"We got to get to the raft. It's our only way out of here." Bill said.
"FYI, Bill, the raft is gone!" Cole yelled again.
"We can get it back." I said with determination.
"How?! How? Huh? We gonna swim after it now?" Cole yelled.
"Look," I began and draw in the dirt, using it as a makeshift map. "the village is here. Jack is following the Mendranang. We cut across the jungle. We can catch him on the other side."
"Right." Tran agreed.
"Catch him where?" Cole asked, exhausted.
"He's going after that damn orchid." Sam said.
"We find that flower, we find that raft." I said standing up. We stood in silence for a moment, before I led the way down the bank of the river and into the jungle with Bill and the others right behind me.