Chapter 44
Lost
Somewhere in the thick of the jungle, Arnold was in much the same predicament.
"Didn't I already pass that tree?" he wondered. "Or maybe not. Everything looks the same!" He turned around, looking in all directions. Miles of plants stretched out in front of him. "This is hopeless! I never should have left Helga. How stupid was I, thinking I could find the resort by myself? There probably isn't a resort anyway. We'll probably both just die on this island, and no one would ever know. Oh, well, the least I can do is try to make it back to Helga. But which way is the beach?" He looked around helplessly. "Ennie mennie miney moe…"
Something rustled in the bushes. Helga swiftly turned around. Nothing was there. She started to walk faster, jumping at every noise.
"Who am I kidding?" she thought with despair. "I'll never find Arnold! This jungle's too confusing! I bet Arnold's lost too. Maybe we'll both keep walking in circles until we die from-"
At twig snapped.
"Until we die from fear of being stalked by…some jungle thing!"
She started to run through the forest, trying desperately to escape all the strange noises.
Arnold peered through the leaves of the trees at the sky. It was getting dark, and he still had no idea where he was or where he was going.
"How am I gonna find my way through the woods when it's dark? Besides, don't all the most dangerous predators come out at night?"
He started to walk faster and then broke into a run.
Helga tour through the woods, everything flashing past in a blinding whirl of color. Whatever was following her was getting closer. She was tired of running, but she had to keep going. She had to escape it. She could hear footsteps pounding on the earth. Now two of them were chasing her! She dashed around a tree and-