Chapter Three
Harm and Mac had been put on a tribe with six seemingly bearable people. Four other women, Sara, Anita, Piper, and Gail, and two men, Logan and Andre. No one had made any comments to either of them about anything, so they were doing pretty good.
"So, Mac, why did you decide to apply for this show?" asked Piper.
"Why did everyone else on this island apply for it?" asked Mac nervously, glancing at Harm.
Harm cleared his throat. "Well, I'd really like to win that money," he smiled, "but I've always wanted to visit Okinawa. It is so different here."
"Been here, done that." Smiled Mac, but she suddenly slapped her hand over her mouth.
"Oh, really?" asked Andre.
"Ex-Military." Mac lied. "I was stationed on Okinawa once. I've never been to this island before though." She sighed, exhaling very deeply.
"Oh." everyone nodded. But then Sara looked down, and screamed.
"Oh my gosh! A snake!" she roared.
"Harm, don't move!" whispered Mac, realizing what kind of snake it was just a few feet behind him. A habu. It was a dangerously venomous snake indigenous to the area, and deadly. "Don't make a sound." She repeated. Quickly and quietly, she moved her hand inside her pocket and pulled out her small Swiss army knife. With the greatest of accuracy, she threw it, pinning the snake. It twitched only inches from Harm's ankle, and then died.
Harm let out a long held breath, and quickly made his way toward the rest of the group. "Thanks, Mac." He smiled.
"It was nothing." She smiled. "Now, who's up for getting away from this spot and building ourselves a place to sleep tonight?" she asked. They all nodded. As the group walked ahead, she slowed down to join Harm in the back.
"That was really close." She frowned. "I was worried about you for a minute." She added. "One step backward and you would've been a goner." She shivered.
"That's not really what I'm thinking about at the moment." He sighed. Quickly changing the subject, he looked around them. "You see anything we could use to build a shelter besides the sand?" he asked. "I'd really rather not live in a sand hut for forty days." he thought aloud.
"There's plenty of stuff to use here." Mac nodded, looking around. "I'll start gathering stuff. Looks like Piper's searching for water already." She smiled.
Gail smiled, and held up a piece of paper. "A challenge already!" she announced, and the rest of the group gathered around her to hear what it had to do with.
She began to read. "'Now that you're here, the game's begin. Make sure your stomach's empty enough, and you'll be sure to win.' "she finished.
"Sounds easy enough." Smiled Mac. "I'm always hungry."
"Let's go then." Grinned Logan. "This should be easy."
"Don't you ever watch this show?" smirked Harm. "It'll never really be easy, no matter what you think."
All sixteen cast members, and Mark, gathered on the beach at the halfway point between their two camps. Mark was smiling, and had some very peculiar food set out on a long table. Mac's eye twitched. It looked disgusting, and although she hadn't ever ate any of it, she recognized some of what she saw.
"I see Palmer." Whispered Harm.
"Fine." Mac agreed. "Let's go first and get this over with. I don't want my..food to be poisoned by anyone."
"Looks like it already could be poison.." Harm frowned.
Laid out on the table were a selection of different foods, not all from Okinawa. There was two things Mac recognized. One, a large bottle of habu sake, a type of wine made in Okinawa that actually contained a dead habu snake inside the bottle. Just the thought of it was rancid. The second item she recognized was a meat platter.it was actually dog meat from Korea, also disgusting. Mac would never think of eating Jingo. The rest of the items on the table were safe to her, at least until she knew what they were.
Surprisingly, both her and Harm were able to down the disgusting food platters. The only problem was.nobody else on their tribe was able to finish their breakfast. Now, they didn't know that things would play out that way.but Palmer, that's what he was banking on.
That night, both Harm and Mac were violently ill. Whatever it was that they had eaten that had done this to them, it affected each of them in a different way. Harm couldn't even keep any water down, and Mac was coughing up blood. It wasn't pretty. Luckily, tribe member Piper was a doctor. She did all she could for the two of them before she retired to bed. That was about the time that Mark showed up on the camp site.
"What happened?" he asked worriedly.
"Well, what do you think?" asked Mac hoarsely in reply. "We've been jipped."
"None of the others were sick, except Jim from the other tribe." Mark assessed.
"We were the only ones to eat the whole meal, Mark. It was poison. I could bet money on it." Gasped Harm, looking rather green in the face.
"Well, what do we do?" he asked.
"That's just it. We haven't necessarily CAUGHT Palmer doing anything yet, so we can't do anything either." Mac reminded him.
"Oh. Well, you two be careful." Sighed Mark. And with that, he left. But another uninvited guest stayed for a little longer...
tbc.
A/N: I'm sorry for the cliffhanger, but I need time to think up what will happen next, so the next chapter will be up as soon as I figure that out.
Harm and Mac had been put on a tribe with six seemingly bearable people. Four other women, Sara, Anita, Piper, and Gail, and two men, Logan and Andre. No one had made any comments to either of them about anything, so they were doing pretty good.
"So, Mac, why did you decide to apply for this show?" asked Piper.
"Why did everyone else on this island apply for it?" asked Mac nervously, glancing at Harm.
Harm cleared his throat. "Well, I'd really like to win that money," he smiled, "but I've always wanted to visit Okinawa. It is so different here."
"Been here, done that." Smiled Mac, but she suddenly slapped her hand over her mouth.
"Oh, really?" asked Andre.
"Ex-Military." Mac lied. "I was stationed on Okinawa once. I've never been to this island before though." She sighed, exhaling very deeply.
"Oh." everyone nodded. But then Sara looked down, and screamed.
"Oh my gosh! A snake!" she roared.
"Harm, don't move!" whispered Mac, realizing what kind of snake it was just a few feet behind him. A habu. It was a dangerously venomous snake indigenous to the area, and deadly. "Don't make a sound." She repeated. Quickly and quietly, she moved her hand inside her pocket and pulled out her small Swiss army knife. With the greatest of accuracy, she threw it, pinning the snake. It twitched only inches from Harm's ankle, and then died.
Harm let out a long held breath, and quickly made his way toward the rest of the group. "Thanks, Mac." He smiled.
"It was nothing." She smiled. "Now, who's up for getting away from this spot and building ourselves a place to sleep tonight?" she asked. They all nodded. As the group walked ahead, she slowed down to join Harm in the back.
"That was really close." She frowned. "I was worried about you for a minute." She added. "One step backward and you would've been a goner." She shivered.
"That's not really what I'm thinking about at the moment." He sighed. Quickly changing the subject, he looked around them. "You see anything we could use to build a shelter besides the sand?" he asked. "I'd really rather not live in a sand hut for forty days." he thought aloud.
"There's plenty of stuff to use here." Mac nodded, looking around. "I'll start gathering stuff. Looks like Piper's searching for water already." She smiled.
Gail smiled, and held up a piece of paper. "A challenge already!" she announced, and the rest of the group gathered around her to hear what it had to do with.
She began to read. "'Now that you're here, the game's begin. Make sure your stomach's empty enough, and you'll be sure to win.' "she finished.
"Sounds easy enough." Smiled Mac. "I'm always hungry."
"Let's go then." Grinned Logan. "This should be easy."
"Don't you ever watch this show?" smirked Harm. "It'll never really be easy, no matter what you think."
All sixteen cast members, and Mark, gathered on the beach at the halfway point between their two camps. Mark was smiling, and had some very peculiar food set out on a long table. Mac's eye twitched. It looked disgusting, and although she hadn't ever ate any of it, she recognized some of what she saw.
"I see Palmer." Whispered Harm.
"Fine." Mac agreed. "Let's go first and get this over with. I don't want my..food to be poisoned by anyone."
"Looks like it already could be poison.." Harm frowned.
Laid out on the table were a selection of different foods, not all from Okinawa. There was two things Mac recognized. One, a large bottle of habu sake, a type of wine made in Okinawa that actually contained a dead habu snake inside the bottle. Just the thought of it was rancid. The second item she recognized was a meat platter.it was actually dog meat from Korea, also disgusting. Mac would never think of eating Jingo. The rest of the items on the table were safe to her, at least until she knew what they were.
Surprisingly, both her and Harm were able to down the disgusting food platters. The only problem was.nobody else on their tribe was able to finish their breakfast. Now, they didn't know that things would play out that way.but Palmer, that's what he was banking on.
That night, both Harm and Mac were violently ill. Whatever it was that they had eaten that had done this to them, it affected each of them in a different way. Harm couldn't even keep any water down, and Mac was coughing up blood. It wasn't pretty. Luckily, tribe member Piper was a doctor. She did all she could for the two of them before she retired to bed. That was about the time that Mark showed up on the camp site.
"What happened?" he asked worriedly.
"Well, what do you think?" asked Mac hoarsely in reply. "We've been jipped."
"None of the others were sick, except Jim from the other tribe." Mark assessed.
"We were the only ones to eat the whole meal, Mark. It was poison. I could bet money on it." Gasped Harm, looking rather green in the face.
"Well, what do we do?" he asked.
"That's just it. We haven't necessarily CAUGHT Palmer doing anything yet, so we can't do anything either." Mac reminded him.
"Oh. Well, you two be careful." Sighed Mark. And with that, he left. But another uninvited guest stayed for a little longer...
tbc.
A/N: I'm sorry for the cliffhanger, but I need time to think up what will happen next, so the next chapter will be up as soon as I figure that out.