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DAY 24

Last night was pretty weird. For some reason, the night and wind last night seemed pretty violent. I heard Sam'n'Eric screaming last night about something, probably that beast again. They seriously can't think something like that actually exists.

Ralph decided to call a meeting this morning, and those two twins started taking turns describing the beast. They said it had teeth and claws, and they said it was bashing into thins. If a creature like that really exists, then that would make for an awesome hunt! I started trying to recruit people to come on that hunt. Piggy, of course, had to act like a coward and say he was scared. He said stuff like "What about the littluns", meaning what would the littluns do if we went off to hunt and the beast came. Sucks for the littluns if that happens. I'm not scared of no beast. If there is something that big and vicious on the island, then I'm going to hunt it!

Just as I was ready, Ralph butted in and accused me of not wanting to be rescued. 'Course I want to be rescued, why would he think I didn't! He started ranting on about how I was supposed to make sure the fire didn't go out, but it did. He could have been watching the fire, too; I didn't see Ralph doing anything to make sure it didn't go out.

Ralph continued talking, asking if there was any place on the island I hadn't seen yet, and that's when I remembered that there was. There was a bridge-like thing made up of piled up rocks, and the animal might live up there. Ralph suggested that we eat something before we go to look for that.

The meal was pretty silent. We just had some fruit and barely said anything that whole time. I was just way too excited about the hunt to say anything. I have no idea how long we were there, I just wanted to go hunting.

When we finally finished, Ralph, Simon and I started our hike up the mountain. As we hiked up, we all went quiet. Ralph was leading out way up, but I told him I should be up at the front of the line. This was, after all, a job for us hunters. But I have to admit, I was kind of nervous. I don't believe in no beast, but for some reason I was nervous. (I can only imagine how scared Fatty is, being alone at the huts. Sucks for him if he's scared)

Unfortunately, we didn't find anything. In fact, we had to leave early because Ralph saw that smoke from the signal fire went out. Ralph is going way too fat with this entire signal fire thing. If there was a plane right above our island, we'd definately hear is, right? Ralph ended the hunt and led everyone back up the mountain.