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The now-captive group was pushed into a clearing filled with crude buildings. Several wild-looking women and children peered out of these structures at the Superstars.
In a harsh manner, they were forced into a vaguely decorated building. At the back of the building, there was a throne of sorts, made of bone and palm leaves. The Superstars could only hope that those bones weren't human.
The man sitting on the throne was as imposing as the bones of his perch. He held a scepter of carved bone and wore a crown of brightly colored feathers and a garment of tanned hides of some kind. He turned to a young man at his side and said something in a low, menacing voice.
"What did he say?" Jimmy Uso asked. Jey only shrugged in response.
The other man turned to the assemblage and spoke in broken English, "You have trespassed on our lands. You must pay the price."
"Well," Rob questioned. "What's the price?"
Turning back to the man on the throne, the other male spoke in a rapid tongue that no one among the Superstars understood. The man on the throne answered in the same language. "You will be kept here until we think of a price," the man, who was seemingly a translator, answered.
With that, the Superstars were escorted outside again. They were led to a second building, where they were tied to thick stakes in the ground. Their escorts scowled fiercely at them and left.
"Well that's just great," Dean snapped. "We're stuck here!"
"Maybe it's for the best," Bo answered cheerily. "At least we have shelter now." The Superstars were silent for a time, neither in agreement or dissension.
"Here's some bad news," Wade commented absently. "We're probably going to be cannibalized."
"Go figure," Roman grunted.
"There's always the possibility that they won't eat us," Bo remarked.
"Pretty slim possibility," Dolph muttered. "Did anybody else think that throne was made of human bones?"
"Did anybody not?" Dean retorted.
"Does anyone else think that we'll never get out of here?" Rob queried. "Because we're tied to stakes in a native village and have no way off of the island."
"Someone will notice that we're missing," Bo assured him. "Then, they'll come looking for us."
Just then, someone appeared in the doorway. Dean recognized him as the translator. "The chief says that you must stay in our village," he said. "You must not leave. If you do, you will not be well."
"What are we going to do?" Sheamus asked. "We can't hang around your village all day."
"Do not worry," the translator said with an almost sadistic grin. "There will be much for you to do." With those ominous words, he left the room.
"Hey!" Sheamus called after him. "Aren't you going to untie us, at least?" Almost as soon as he said this, some female natives scampered into the building and began untying the Superstars. "That'll do," Sheamus said, rubbing the place the rope had been only a few seconds before.
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Later, the Superstars were wandering about the village, feeling quite alienated, since no one except the translator spoke English. "At least we have each other," Bo noted.
"Can it, Dallas," Dean grumbled.
The sun began to set and a few of the women of the village started a fire and began to cook some of the meat that the men had hunted earlier. The Superstars then realized how hungry they were. They hadn't eaten since the day before.
"Do you think they'll give us some of that food?" Jey asked.
"I sure hope so," Rob answered.
Forgetting the fact that the women did not speak English, Jey went over to them and questioned, "Can we have some food?" The women gave him a strange look and continued their duties. Jey glumly tramped back over to the group. "Forgot they don't speak our language," he sighed.
The translator must have seen that little exchange, because he began to approach the assembly. "Do not worry about meals," he said. "The women will cook for you as well. Today, you may count it free. Tomorrow, your strong ones will go with our hunters."
"What about our not strong ones?" Jimmy asked, gesturing at the rather poorly bandaged lesion in his arm.
"The women understand," the translator replied, nodding. "They will care for your wounds properly."
"Excellent," Sheamus said, cautiously touching his badly bruised ribs.
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After dinner, the Superstars were again escorted into the building they had been detained in before. A few of the strongest men of the village rolled a large boulder in front of the doorway, preventing escape. The gathering was instantly enveloped in darkness.
"Looks like we'll be sleeping on the ground from now on," Dolph murmured, sitting down.
Everyone looked in Bo's general direction, expecting yet another optimistic comeback. Bray, who happened to have been closest to him, jabbed him in the good arm. "What?" Bo asked.
"Well?" Bray retorted.
"Well, what?" Bo countered.
"Where's the optimism, Dallas?" Dean demanded.
"Oh," Bo responded. "I've got nothing."
The silence was almost deafening. "You've got nothing?" Dean repeated slowly.
"Nope," Bo chirped.
"Never thought I'd see the day," Bray murmured, shaking his head.
"I honestly don't think any of us did," Roman responded.
Soon after the shocking revelation, they collectively shrugged and spread out. There was much bumping into one another, due to the complete darkness. Eventually, the Superstars were able to settle down.
A short silence later, Jey abruptly asked, "Hey, has anyone seen Seth?"