We all know the story of how Alex Vreeke was sucked away from our world and into the game Jumanji. But what about when a character from the game gets sucked into our world...
My second 'Jumanji' story! Theresa Ross is a teaching assistant at Brantf...
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"If you're going to remember any place here, it'll be the bazaar," Alex told her the next morning as he led her through the jungle along a mountainside. She had slept late, having been exhausted from all the excitement and confusion of the previous day.
The bazaar. Sounded interesting.
Alex was easily the most helpful person she had met here so far. Nigel was helpful, of course, and welcoming, but with her lack of memory it was hard to understand what he was telling her. And well, the dark-eyed man and other men at the camp had only confused her more, so Alex it was.
"Oh wow," she breathed when she saw it.
Alex grinned. "Yeah, cool huh? Come on, you've only barely seen it."
He led her inside the bustling, colourful marketplace, where you could find just about anything: clothing, food, weapons.
"It's brilliant." And it too seemed vaguely familiar, just as he had said, so that was a good sign.
"See that grate there," Alex said, lowering his voice and nodding to one down a narrow side street. "There's a tunnel beneath it. If we ever get separated here, you can go through there, it's a shortcut back out to where the hideout is. There are some obstacles, but it's hidden."
She nodded. "Good to know. Now come on, I want to explore!"
And that was how they spent most of the afternoon, wandering through the many booths.
"So let me get this straight: your name is Alex, but you're stuck in the game as Jefferson 'Seaplane' McDonough?"
He chuckled. "Yeah, I know, it's confusing. And you're a professor?"
"Yes, Professor Theresa Ross, aspiring zoologist."
They were cut off then by the humming of motorcycles - that could only mean one thing.
"Split up!" cried Alex as the men appeared. "You know that creek close to the hideout we passed on our way here?" Terri nodded hastily. "Let's plan to meet back there in a couple of days."
"A couple of days?!"
"Let them lose our trail, less risk of them finding us both and the hideout."
Okay, she saw his point. "What if one of us doesn't make it back there?"
"Then the other goes back to the hideout and tries to find the others before helping the other person."
Again, she nodded. "Okay, see you there and then. Good luck."
"You too." With that, they both took off in opposite directions.
"Hey!" She could hear the men shouting after them. She frantically ducked behind booths and people.
"Rations! Get your rations!" The old man selling food stepped right in front of her path.
