The satiation from the plethora of ants is starting to wear off, so I grab some of the berries from earlier out of my pocket, and pop them into my mouth. As I chew, I start to remember every survival book I have ever read where the main character eats some berries, but they turn out to be poisonous. I immediately spit out the berries. I continue to think about the berries, and a memory comes to mind off how in the end of one book, it showed the difference between poisonous and edible berries. I try to get as much out of the memory as I can, and I remember it saying:
"Stay away from white or yellow berries."
My berries are magenta.
"Consult a field guide for reference photos."
Not too sure I can do that...
"Eat just one or two of the berries..."
Can do.
"Wait at least two hours for the berries to digest in case you have a reaction to the fruit..."
I pop two of the berries in my mouth, and chide myself for spitting them out at first, but I am also a bit proud that I hadn't just gone along blindly.
I walk on, not eating any more berries or anything else for a while that seems like 2 hours.
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Stranded
Short StoryCasey of age 14 wakes up one morning, and realizes she has no idea where she is. She must find her way back to civilization...before it is too late.
