Chapter Two

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Jackson is still passed out. I am trying to teach myself how to hunt for food. I still have 7 birds left, but without Jackson I might not make it back to my home. I hope he wakes up soon. There is a giant storm coming or way, I re-enforced the fort with thick logs and made it bigger. There are two rooms now, one for me and Jackson,if he wakes up, and a storage room. The storage has a supply of 10 fish and 12 birds. I am ready to ride this storm out... Only if I knew what it had done, there was some fire and strong winds. The fort held together. And we are okay. I am able to shoot my bow really well now and have a stock of 13 fish and 14 birds now.
Jackson looks like a ghost, and is really cold, I put him next to a fire so he will warm up. He has started breathing better and I think will come back from his sleep soon. The disaster for the day is poison water, all of the water is purple and the fish are dying and floating to the surface. I am able to grab a good 4 fish, I won't need to hunt for a day or two. Jackson has woken up, he is screaming in terror that he will die soon, I tell him to calm down and eat.

Day 7
I start labeling the days so I know what day and how long I will be on this island. I hope I will be home soon, Jackson is finally ready to get hunting with me now, he is better. We caught 3 rabbits, YES! I felt sorry for shooting them with my bow though. There is only darkness... Then I feel a hand on me. Jackson? Is that you?
No... I'm over here. Then who is touching me? Then I see it a strange but familiar face. It screams and scratches me. JACKSON! HELP ME!!! He stabs the creature right in the chest. It turns to ashes. Then it all ends.

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