The Survival: Book 1 of 2

The Crash

        "Hey man" Logan said as he got his sample if a rare metal ready.
         "What?" said Eli.
         "Do you feel something in the plane? Like it is failing or something is malfunctioning."
           And just like that, the plane fell through the sky drifting into a mountain. We slammed into a mountain until we found that we were on a mountain near the Arctic Ocean.
           Eli and I were okay, but the pilot was long gone. We ventured until we found an old radio shack and camped there with only little food and water to last a few days.
            The door was creaking and there was a man outside. We had knives but I wasn't the type of person to kill someone, but Eli was all for it. He came and he was carrying a Colt 45 with an extra on his hip. He also had a travel pack with food and extra water. He searched the room when I looked away and al I heard was "Ahhhhh!" Eli got him! Now we had enough supplies for a week and arms incase we get into some deep crap.