Stuck with insanity

Part 2 - Oh no...

(Nikita's POV)

I instantly stood up and gazed at the island, the emerald leaves glistining in the pounding sun.

"WOO HOO" Lisa yelled while holding a camera, putting it on record and holding it up so it filmed my every move.

"I can't believe it!! The bartender didn't lie!!" Emelia exclaimed while hopping off the boat, soon followed by Nelson. We all grabbed our stuff and walked what we hoped to be north, to a village, I forget the name but we finally get there.

We all galloped like horses into different shops, they only sold herbs, meats, maps etc. Until I glanced at this one building which was solid concrete, I walked in and instantly took a double take. On the walls, all in lines, were different guns. Uzis, assult rifles, desert eagles etc. The most unsettling thing was the guy who was half hidden in the dark and sharpening a crimson machete.  Is that blood??? I thought to myself and he looked up then slightly laughed, most likely because there were oddly dressed tourists in his shop looking confused.

"Hello tourists, I'm Dennis" Dennis said and sat forward so we could see his tattoo running up his right arm, it looked like it was engraved into his tanned skin.

"We... Uh... Sh-should be going" Nelson said and nervously dragged is all out into the beating sun. We went to different locations and filmed, Lisa ended up throwing my phone in the sea and Emilia and Nelson had to hold be back.

We started walking down a dirt road when we saw a man, with a Mohawk and a scar starting at his left eyebrow going up his head, he stared at us but mostly me. He smirked and walked in the jungle. We waited a bit and ran to our truck that was waiting, I coughed insanely at the fumes coming out out of the truck. Nelson talked to the driver and told us to climb in, inside the truck was like an oven, not any better than outside. We all held on to each other so we didn't slide and just glanced at one another, listening to the Spanish that the drivers were speaking until suddenly...

BOOM!

The truck ran into a tree and my shoulder crashed into the side of the metal, not to mention I had to sheild myself from the glass shards that were dancing in the air, so gracefully.

We all sat up and heard a woman trying to rush us out for one reason or another. We rushed out and I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder and a SNAP to follow. I instantly yelled in pain and figured it was my shoulder, the woman cracked it in place.

"What's going on??" I said in a panic and she pulled Emilia out then turned to me.

"PIR-" she was cut off when a bullet flew past and into her neck, gunfire grew louder and bent down and put my hand over her neck then applied pressure.

"YOU FUCKS, BEFORE SHE RUNS GET HER" I heard someone yell and my instincts kicked in and my legs started running, we all ran until a red truck skidded in front of us and dirt flew up. It wasn't long until we were surrounded.

"GET DOWN" yelled a pirate with a gun, no remorse what so ever. It scared me so I didn't move. Fuck fuck fuck DO WHAT HE SAYS I thought to myself but I couldn't do it, I heard a bunch of yelling and the sting of metal against my cheek, everyone came blurry and the last thing I remember is my yelling and a bunch of pain.