Falling

The Water Problem

One whole day, no water.  That was what the group was facing.  For some of them, it ment death would come within about the next 30 hours.  Everyone was starting to panic.  Every hour some group of men was going out to search for some water, but none was found.  Members of the group started bickering with each other, voices were raised, and it seemed like every second someone had something new to complain about.

The young children didn't make the whole situation that much better.  They didn't know the danger they were facing and kept asking questions and complaining.  The adults were running out of paitience and sometimes snapped at the young ones, making the young ones upset, and in turn making the whole situation worse.

Three members of the group, a young child, a middle-aged women, and a man in his 50's, were lying down the whole day, fatigue setting in.  If water wasn't found soon, they would be on their death bed.

As the day's hours were counting down, a group of four men went out on one last hunt for water.  The men were determined, and stayed on the trip for three hours.  They had been cutting through trees, swatting off bugs, and still came back empty handed.  

 

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It had now been five days with no water, half of the survivors were dead, the other half getting weaker every second.  They knew they were in trouble, the remaining survivors were barely strong enough to go looking for water.  It had rained that day, the survivors captured the rain in makeshift bowls, but it wouldn't last long, and it wouldn't be enough to give them the strength they needed.  

The captain decided they should just pack up their remaining belongings, go looking for water, and find a new camp site.  After about thirty minutes of packing up, covering any sign of life they had left, and starting on their journey, they heard bugs, bugs ment water, but the bugs were everywhere.  The survivors didn't know which direction to go looking.  They kept walking the way they were going, figuring that if there were bugs all around them, there had to be water all around them.  

They walked for another hour, or close to one, and just before they decided the bugs had been a fluke, there was no water, and all hope was lost, there it was just through the clearing.  A stream of clear blue water.  The survivors threw down their things and rushed towards the water.  They started throwing water all over themselves.  Drinking it, throwing it at each other, and laughing, laughing with joy and knowing that their search hadn't been in vain.

They drank for about a half hour, relieved themselves, and went to get their belongings.  But when they got to where they had set the stuff down, they found that it was gone.  They turned around, looking everywhere, when out of the bushes ran about 15 tatooed men, running at them with spears and knives.  They quickly, but effectively, took the group hostage.  In all the groups joy they had forgotten about the greatest danger of the rain forest, the tribes.