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Dark World 4: Taken

Chapter 3:

INGRID'S POV

When I woke up Zane and the others were feverish. It was setting sun now and they all seemed to be in a hurry. I yawned. My body felt refreshed and ready to tackle the new day. Even if that meant having to get away from blood hungry native people of some rainforest.

"Shawna. What's going on?" I asked.

"We're in South America…Plague…Natives have no eyes." She was breathless.

"What?!" I yelled.

"We think we're in South America where the plague is still active. If not then we've got some crazy ass eyeless natives running around the Congo." Steve said.

"Oh my god," I said quickly. "Why can't we escape this stuff…"

"We're almost done fixing the engine." Zane yelled from the engine room.

I heard cranks and whistles coming from inside of it. Myka was leaned up against the door looking over papers and looking quite repulsed.

"I don't understand this," She said. "This ship shouldn't be this old looking. It was built in Two-Thousand Eight."

"Myka, Think about it. It's two thousand twenty-four." Zane looked up from the engine.

"Oh, Yeah." She shook her head. "I'm still a bit dizzy."

"Uh-Huh," he said going back to cranking.

Myka rolled her eyes and went back to looking over the papers. I crossed my arms and walked back into the kitchen. I didn't think I'd be any help. Instead I went to the window and had a look out into the jungle for myself. It seemed to be full of secrets. I saw several ferns move along the river's edge. I gulped and laid back against the booth. I heard them all complaining and yelling about the engine. I watched the sun's rays slowly vanish from the window. I looked out and saw a native standing the jungle. He was staring directly at me. I ducked down and saw the last shade of light vanish. Then the dining room was plunged into darkness. I started breathing fast. We were going to die!

"They're coming!" Shawna screamed running down into the interior.

The others shut their doors and soon Shawna and I were the only ones in the kitchen. I slammed the door shut and the power went out on the ship.

"Fantastic," Zane said from across the hall.

"Under the booth," I whispered to Shawna.

We ran to the table and hid underneath the table. It was a tough fit for two grown women but it worked out. I held my breath as I heard the hatch door swing open. Their footsteps were quicker this time. Shawna started crying. I cried with her silently. She gripped my hand and we listened. It was quiet for a few minutes.

"Maybe they went back…" Shawna said.

Then a scream came from Myka and Steve. Shawna's eyes widened. I heard them scream. Their voices got cut off short as they were dragged up the stairs. Shawna started whimpering. Then Zane and Jack started yelling and I heard metal hit metal. Then Zane cried out in pain. I held my breath. They were taking us. My face covered in tears as our door flung open. The natives ran into the room. They looked around confused. I held my breath and Shawna threw her hands over her face. The natives stood in front of us for a few minutes. Then they ran back out into the hallway. I sighed too loudly and they ran back into our room. I felt their hands wrap around my legs and I was pulled out into the dining room. I screamed. Then I heard Shawna scream too. We were pulled onto the stairs where my head bounced along the stairs with every step. I groaned struggled to get free. I kicked and squirmed. It was useless. Then I came onto the deck and was picked up by another native. They jumped off of the boat and landed in the jungle. My body slung against it's side and I cried. I felt myself bounce. I screamed again and hit the native with my hands. He ran along and then i landed on the jungle floor. I groaned and laid there.

"Ingrid…Get up!" Jack whispered.

I looked up and saw the others sitting up on their knees. I pushed my body up and sat on my knees. Shawna was crying. Torches lit up around us. I fell back and was forced onto my knees again. All I could think was that we were going to be killed or raped. My heart was beating. I looked up and a eyeless native was standing in front of the bunch of us. He looked us over, or acted like he was. Could he see us? All he had were craters for eyes. It seemed unlikely.

He pointed to Shawna. The natives walked up to her and gripped her hair in their hands. Shawna screamed bloody murder. Zane and the others looked away and cried. Shawna was being dragged into the jungle. I saw the eyeless man look at the others then make several motions with his hands to the others. Natives came up behind us and I jumped up.

"Leave us alone!" I screamed at the eyeless native.

Other natives ran up behind me and grabbed my hair and arms. I screamed and kicked them both in the legs. I jumped up and spin kicked them both. They fell to the ground. Another one ran at me and I ran at him. I threw my hands on his shoulder and flung myself over him. When I landed, I pulled his head into my arms and snapped it. He fell to the ground. The other natives looked at me and the eyeless one looked at me. He shooed the others away. The natives scattered.

He talked to me in a foreign language. I shuttered and let him walk to me. He placed his hand on my shoulder and screamed. He instantly yelled at the others. They ran back and he whispered into their ears. They ushered the others up and bowed down to us. I looked at them confused.

"What are they doing?" I asked.

"Safe," The eyeless one said.

They pointed back to the boat. I whiffed in the flames. My lungs burnt. I looked at the others and we ran back to the boat. They continued to watch us as we got on. I waited at the door and watched them from a far. I shut the door and ran down into the hatch. Zane cranked the engine more and more. He threw wrenches left and right. Then I heard a soft bubbling sound. The engine slowly came back to life. He cheered and walked over to the main part of the engine. He shut a flap and wiped his dirty hands on his jeans.

"We're in business." He ran back up the wheel.

When I got up there I saw the landscape slowly starting to move away. I looked out the window and saw the natives were all dead. I looked at Zane. He gave me a wide eyed gulp. Then we pulled out of the out cove. The River engulfed us for a long ways around. We were in a rainforest river all right. Tropical birds flew over head. I sat down in the darkness of the deck. What had caused the natives to die? What had caused them to let us go?

"This is crazy," Zane wiped his lip. "I was sure we were going to die that time."

"We keep missing it though," I said.

"I think we're going to go through hell before we can get out of here." He said.

"Probably," I sighed.

I knew it was true too. I knew it since I woke up. This was going to be the worst one of all. I didn't think any of us would die. But it was going to be filled with immense horror.