Syd:((snoring loudly)
Soap:((watching the cieling fan closely)
JO:((lighting my new school clothes on fire)
Syd: ((waking up to see clothes on fire))JO, did you burn the reciept?
JO:((looks up))No.((turns back, wide eyed as he starts to burn stuff again)
Syd: I'll get my money back later, just leave some remains.((role's back over and sleeps))
BURN!!!!
The radio crackeled as we all slept. The static got louder and louder until you could almost understand a voice. The voice became clearer.
"Hello, Hello, this is mainland, hello? Are you there?"
"What, what's wrong?" Alan spoke into the radio.
" Because---incoming storms---can't get you---morning----"
"Your cutting out, I can't understand you!" by then we had all waken up and were listening to the radio, no one dared to make a sound.
" We---get you----morning----storms---bad.---pass ----soon though----" These were the last understandable words. All that we could hear now was static. It crackled as we absorbed the last words.
" You mean we are stuck here until morning. We will be here all night and who knows what time of morning they will come!"yelled Ian, he was on his feet looking out the small window, "What do they mean storms? I don't see anything bad!" A crash of thunder made us all jump, rain started pooring down onto the little shack. We could here the waves crash by us. The little building stood amazingly still and was surprizingly sturdy.
Soaps stomach growled loudly as we sat listening to the rain, "Is anyone else hungry?" Soap asked, she looked around at everyone else. We shrugged, got up, and scrimaged around for food.
"Hey, I found some old canned foods! I think they might be okay," said Ellie, who was blowing dust off of some cans of food. She was barely able to get a can open, "I don't know about them, they look ok,"
" They look gross, I don't think I want to eat something like that," Soap complained.
"You drink mud! Why would this bother you?!" I said, looking at her amazed that she would pass any king of food up at a time like this, "You should really be thankful that we found anything," I glared unapprovingly at my muse.
" Fine, fine, you know you might not wake up if you make me sick..." she grumbled angrily, although no one heard her.
"AUGH! Maybe it would taste better heated up some?" JO made faces and lit a few matches that he stuck under the can of food.
"JO, I don't think that will work," I said staring at him. He finally gave up and just ate it cold along with the rest of us. We would all make an occasional grumble of displeasure, or a face or two, but overall, it was better than nothing.
"So," I said, finishing all that my stomach would handle, " Why where you guys headed to Costa Rica anyways? We never did get that far in ,"
They all looked at eachother, " Well... the creator of the park...John Hammond....he,uh, passed away," said Ian, looking towards the others for help.
"He really wanted to be buried on the island, but we didn't think that was a good idea, so he was to be buried someplace in Costa Rica," continued Ellie.
"But, thanks to fire-happy over there," Alan gestured toward JO, "He is now at sea...or someplace..." he looked at the floor shaking his head.
" Oh, poor soul, maybe he will get washed up on the island anyway, you know like we did, "said Soap, her eyes wre large and sorrowful.
"Um...if it gets washed up on land then...I'm just not gonna say it..." said Ian shuddering at what we were all thinking....except for Soap...and possibly JO who ws currently burning the blackened remains of his food.
"JO, lets not burn things inside, you know what happened last time!" I said grabbing some of his matches. He looked at me spitefully, but turned away and went to sleep some more. I watched to make sure he wasn't planning anything...like normal....but when I heard his soft snores, I knew it was ok to role over and sleep some more.
Later....late at night....3AM
"Syd! Syd! Wake up! Your dang muse has taken off, and we know he has matches!" said Ian, who was shaking me awake and glaring angrily, "Soap, went out to look for him!"
"YOU LET HER GO OUT THERE ALONE!!!! HOW COULD YOU BE SO STUPID!!!IF ANYTHING, SHE'LL BE THE ONE WHO MESSES SOMETHING UP!!!" I yelled breathing hard, pushing Ian back. When I ran out the door, I noticed it was pitch black and had stopped raining. I felt a cool mist when the wind blew softly. I ran off where I heard voices, "Soap, Soap, JO, JO!!" I yelled, finally I bumped into something.
"Ow... I think I might know where JO is!" said Soap. I was able to make out her arm pointing to visble smoke, even at that time of night.
" OW...." we both said, as three others collided into us.
"Sorry...but we found JO.."they said. Something ran out of the trees infront of us.
" Syd! Soap! Good news and bad news. Bad news... I started a fire...good news, the hellicopter might be able to find us easier!" He said pushing us back from where we came from, we all ran back to the coast where we watched the fire slowly get larger.
" Well, at least we're surrounded by water," said Soap. It then started to rain some more, this time it was softer, just a light shower, it kept the fire down, as we stood in the boat house. We took turns watching out the door, makeing sure the fire didn't get the best of us.
After a couple of hours, the rain had stopped and the sun was peeking over the horizon. Gold, pink, and light purple shot over the blue ocean. It was so beautiful that we hardly noticed the beating sounds of a helicopter comeing for us.
We plowed out of the little, but sturdy shack, and waved the helicopter over. They landed and quickly loaded us up. Finally, we were in the helicopter to safety. As we were taking off, an assortment of dinosaurs ran out of the trees, they had obviously just been afected by the slowly growing fire. Maybe these dinosaurs wouldn't be around much longer.
"Don't worry people, the island will be fine, we have special copters careing water to drop on the flames, and we're supposed to have a downpour later tonight," the co-pilot smiled reasuringly to us.
"Oh...yay...I can hardly wait to get stranded here again!" said Ian sarcastically, he looked down at the island as we flew away, "I am never going to get on anything coming near Costa Rica again...I should have known something was going to go wrong this time too,"
"I just can't figure out why the boat blew..." Ellie stopped talking. The three of them looked over and glared at JO.
" It was him, WASN'T IT?!" said Alan, fury now visible through his eyes.
"UM...let's not play the blame game," I said nervously, I inched over by my muse, " But, now that you mentioned it, ol'buddy, ol' pal...yeah, it was JO who blew up the boat, " I looked at the angry faces of Ellie, Alan, and Ian. They looked away out the windows, Ian began to speak.
"So, we helped you get off the island and helped you find shelter on the island and this was after you got us stuck on the island and almost caught us on fire, on the island.... OH...You owe us big time and you'll owe me even more if I don't throw him out the door!!!!" Ian stood up but was pushed down by paramedic, who was taking care of the little wounds of ours.
" Um....I'm terribly sorry to interrupt...but I have to ask the young boy over there" she pointed to JO, "How long have you had those burns? You chould really have those looked at," She grabbed JO's hand. When she did his pinky finger(which was charcoal black) fell into her hand. She passed out into Ian's lap.
"She really shouldn't be a paramedic if she can't handle that," Soap said, shaking her head.
" I doubt she see's that often," Ian said, pushing the woman to the floor, and stretching his leg out. The woman moan softly.
The rest of the ride was silent until we landed. There was a hussle around us as we tried to find our rides. I finally saw my mom and dad. They greeted me with open arms, but quickly scolded me. I didn't care though. I felt to bad as I watched the other three people take off in different directions.
Syd:Oh Yeah!! I finally got Ch 6 done.
Soap: (Still watching ceilling fan)
JO: ((handing me remains of clothes and walking outside to burn more stuff))
Soap:((watching the cieling fan closely)
JO:((lighting my new school clothes on fire)
Syd: ((waking up to see clothes on fire))JO, did you burn the reciept?
JO:((looks up))No.((turns back, wide eyed as he starts to burn stuff again)
Syd: I'll get my money back later, just leave some remains.((role's back over and sleeps))
BURN!!!!
The radio crackeled as we all slept. The static got louder and louder until you could almost understand a voice. The voice became clearer.
"Hello, Hello, this is mainland, hello? Are you there?"
"What, what's wrong?" Alan spoke into the radio.
" Because---incoming storms---can't get you---morning----"
"Your cutting out, I can't understand you!" by then we had all waken up and were listening to the radio, no one dared to make a sound.
" We---get you----morning----storms---bad.---pass ----soon though----" These were the last understandable words. All that we could hear now was static. It crackled as we absorbed the last words.
" You mean we are stuck here until morning. We will be here all night and who knows what time of morning they will come!"yelled Ian, he was on his feet looking out the small window, "What do they mean storms? I don't see anything bad!" A crash of thunder made us all jump, rain started pooring down onto the little shack. We could here the waves crash by us. The little building stood amazingly still and was surprizingly sturdy.
Soaps stomach growled loudly as we sat listening to the rain, "Is anyone else hungry?" Soap asked, she looked around at everyone else. We shrugged, got up, and scrimaged around for food.
"Hey, I found some old canned foods! I think they might be okay," said Ellie, who was blowing dust off of some cans of food. She was barely able to get a can open, "I don't know about them, they look ok,"
" They look gross, I don't think I want to eat something like that," Soap complained.
"You drink mud! Why would this bother you?!" I said, looking at her amazed that she would pass any king of food up at a time like this, "You should really be thankful that we found anything," I glared unapprovingly at my muse.
" Fine, fine, you know you might not wake up if you make me sick..." she grumbled angrily, although no one heard her.
"AUGH! Maybe it would taste better heated up some?" JO made faces and lit a few matches that he stuck under the can of food.
"JO, I don't think that will work," I said staring at him. He finally gave up and just ate it cold along with the rest of us. We would all make an occasional grumble of displeasure, or a face or two, but overall, it was better than nothing.
"So," I said, finishing all that my stomach would handle, " Why where you guys headed to Costa Rica anyways? We never did get that far in ,"
They all looked at eachother, " Well... the creator of the park...John Hammond....he,uh, passed away," said Ian, looking towards the others for help.
"He really wanted to be buried on the island, but we didn't think that was a good idea, so he was to be buried someplace in Costa Rica," continued Ellie.
"But, thanks to fire-happy over there," Alan gestured toward JO, "He is now at sea...or someplace..." he looked at the floor shaking his head.
" Oh, poor soul, maybe he will get washed up on the island anyway, you know like we did, "said Soap, her eyes wre large and sorrowful.
"Um...if it gets washed up on land then...I'm just not gonna say it..." said Ian shuddering at what we were all thinking....except for Soap...and possibly JO who ws currently burning the blackened remains of his food.
"JO, lets not burn things inside, you know what happened last time!" I said grabbing some of his matches. He looked at me spitefully, but turned away and went to sleep some more. I watched to make sure he wasn't planning anything...like normal....but when I heard his soft snores, I knew it was ok to role over and sleep some more.
Later....late at night....3AM
"Syd! Syd! Wake up! Your dang muse has taken off, and we know he has matches!" said Ian, who was shaking me awake and glaring angrily, "Soap, went out to look for him!"
"YOU LET HER GO OUT THERE ALONE!!!! HOW COULD YOU BE SO STUPID!!!IF ANYTHING, SHE'LL BE THE ONE WHO MESSES SOMETHING UP!!!" I yelled breathing hard, pushing Ian back. When I ran out the door, I noticed it was pitch black and had stopped raining. I felt a cool mist when the wind blew softly. I ran off where I heard voices, "Soap, Soap, JO, JO!!" I yelled, finally I bumped into something.
"Ow... I think I might know where JO is!" said Soap. I was able to make out her arm pointing to visble smoke, even at that time of night.
" OW...." we both said, as three others collided into us.
"Sorry...but we found JO.."they said. Something ran out of the trees infront of us.
" Syd! Soap! Good news and bad news. Bad news... I started a fire...good news, the hellicopter might be able to find us easier!" He said pushing us back from where we came from, we all ran back to the coast where we watched the fire slowly get larger.
" Well, at least we're surrounded by water," said Soap. It then started to rain some more, this time it was softer, just a light shower, it kept the fire down, as we stood in the boat house. We took turns watching out the door, makeing sure the fire didn't get the best of us.
After a couple of hours, the rain had stopped and the sun was peeking over the horizon. Gold, pink, and light purple shot over the blue ocean. It was so beautiful that we hardly noticed the beating sounds of a helicopter comeing for us.
We plowed out of the little, but sturdy shack, and waved the helicopter over. They landed and quickly loaded us up. Finally, we were in the helicopter to safety. As we were taking off, an assortment of dinosaurs ran out of the trees, they had obviously just been afected by the slowly growing fire. Maybe these dinosaurs wouldn't be around much longer.
"Don't worry people, the island will be fine, we have special copters careing water to drop on the flames, and we're supposed to have a downpour later tonight," the co-pilot smiled reasuringly to us.
"Oh...yay...I can hardly wait to get stranded here again!" said Ian sarcastically, he looked down at the island as we flew away, "I am never going to get on anything coming near Costa Rica again...I should have known something was going to go wrong this time too,"
"I just can't figure out why the boat blew..." Ellie stopped talking. The three of them looked over and glared at JO.
" It was him, WASN'T IT?!" said Alan, fury now visible through his eyes.
"UM...let's not play the blame game," I said nervously, I inched over by my muse, " But, now that you mentioned it, ol'buddy, ol' pal...yeah, it was JO who blew up the boat, " I looked at the angry faces of Ellie, Alan, and Ian. They looked away out the windows, Ian began to speak.
"So, we helped you get off the island and helped you find shelter on the island and this was after you got us stuck on the island and almost caught us on fire, on the island.... OH...You owe us big time and you'll owe me even more if I don't throw him out the door!!!!" Ian stood up but was pushed down by paramedic, who was taking care of the little wounds of ours.
" Um....I'm terribly sorry to interrupt...but I have to ask the young boy over there" she pointed to JO, "How long have you had those burns? You chould really have those looked at," She grabbed JO's hand. When she did his pinky finger(which was charcoal black) fell into her hand. She passed out into Ian's lap.
"She really shouldn't be a paramedic if she can't handle that," Soap said, shaking her head.
" I doubt she see's that often," Ian said, pushing the woman to the floor, and stretching his leg out. The woman moan softly.
The rest of the ride was silent until we landed. There was a hussle around us as we tried to find our rides. I finally saw my mom and dad. They greeted me with open arms, but quickly scolded me. I didn't care though. I felt to bad as I watched the other three people take off in different directions.
Syd:Oh Yeah!! I finally got Ch 6 done.
Soap: (Still watching ceilling fan)
JO: ((handing me remains of clothes and walking outside to burn more stuff))