1043 38: Gathering Supplies.

Elsewhere in the Jungle, inside the water truck.

"YOU WANNA WHAT?!" Mickey and Max gasped.

"You heard me. Go back to the building to get the supplies." Said Jason.

"To the old abandoned laboratory? Where we saw the Leopard?! No way, count me out." Said Mickey.

"Me too. i mean we barely got away from the spotted cat the first time." Added Max.

"Look, i admit, it's the last thing i wanna do too, but we need the supplies in that building if we're going to survive out here until help arrives. And besides, the Leopard's probably long gone by now." Said Jason.

"What if you're wrong and it's still there waiting for us when we get there?" Said Max.

"Well, if you're both scared, wait right here and i'll go back to the lab myself. Just don't leave this truck." Said Jason as he placed his camo backpack on his back.

"We won't." Said Mickey.

"No need to worry about that." Max added.

Cautiously, Jason pushed the door open, looked out of his new home and glanced around. There didn't appear to be any wild animals in sight. The 13 year old glanced up at the sky. At Camp Kikiwaka, he and the other kids had learned to tell time by looking at the sun. Based on Jason's estimation, there was still a good four or five hours of sun light left. He would need them. He then got out of the water truck and closed the door and slowly set out for the old abandoned laboratory building. While the trip took quite a bit more time, he avoided hitting his head against the side of a giant metal car again.

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He soon reached the building with no trouble.

The last place Jason wanted to go was back towards the Leopard, but he had no choice. He and the pups needed the supplise in the building if they were going to survive here until help arrived. Besides, the Leopard had probably moved on long ago.

Or at least that's what Jason kept telling himself.

The 13 year old walked up to the building and carefuly inched open the doors and glanced inside. There wasn't a Leopard, or any other wild animal, in sight; not that that meant much. He crept inside and looked around. Immediately, he was thankful he and the puppies hadn't stuck around earlier. The reinforced steel gate that Jason had used to block the Leopard hadn't held up against whatever assistance the creature had called for. All that was left of it was a wharped bunch of chains hanging from the ceailing. He began to make his way through the 70's compound, intently listening for any signs of wild animals.

He made his way to the supply room without a confrontation. The people who had worked here years ago had kept their research facilities well stocked, and they hadn't had any time to clear out before abandoning it. If he carefully rationed it, he and the pups would have enough for years.

If they lived that long, that is.

Jason slowly began to move supplies over to his water truck. He wasn't about to bring everything. That would take too long and take up too much space. Instead, he just brought enough food and lanterns for a few weeks. That way, if something happened that limited his ability to move about the Jungle he and the pups would be able to hunker down in their truck for at least a couple of weeks before coming back. It took a while to move the supplies, as he had to make multiple trips, but it was worth it.

Jason glanced around the building. He had already moved all the food he and the puppies would need, and taken all of the smoke grenades in case he ran into any wild animals. He wouldn't have time for anymore trips; he didn't wanna be out after dark. He slung the First Aid kit he had found around his shoulder and got ready to leave when something caught his eye. The center had a line of well stocked vending machines rusting in the corner. While it would be comforting to have a bit of traditional, rot your teeth candy, the power was out. He couldn't exactly shove in a quarter and get a chocolate bar. The 13 year old glanced around for something to break the glass with. While he had been studying Brazilian Jiu Jitsu since he was a little kid, he didn't trust himself to be able to break the glass without injuring himself. Then he remembered something. Quickly he headed back to the other room and ritled through the desk drawer. He snagged a screwdriver from the opening along with a broken bit of metal bar, that had been discarded on the ground, and hurried back. There, he rested the head of the screwdriver against the glass and brought the metal bar down on top of it. A complex pattern of cracks spiderwebbed across the surface of the machine. Jason repeated the process and his makeshift tools crashed through the opening. He smirked at the victory and dug out a few of the bars. These would have to be even more strictly rationed than the food.

Carefully, he sat back out for his new home, inspecting his surroundings as he went. Jason would have to be on high alert as he and the pups traversed the Jungle. With a sinking feeling,...he realized he would likely have to be on high alert for the rest of his life.

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