Blidson's POV
Jason and I had been walking around the beach for about an hour, hoping to find anything from the ship wreckage that came from the sea. Jason and the dog went on ahead, while I stayed back and examined things that had been lying on the beach. I soon heard Buster barking and Jason calling for my name.
"Blidson hurry up, I think we found something!" No dip Sherlock, I thought in my head. I hurried over to where they were. When I can over there, Buster had definitely found something. His ears were peeled up and his nose all the way to the ground. He smelled one part of the ground, growling, but nothing was there. He started to head towards the water, when someone came out of hiding from behind the rock.
"Hey guys.." It was Mark!
Jason ran over to him. "How the heck did you survive! Tell me!" He started to examine his arms, until he saw someone else. "Who's that?" He said as he pointed to someone else. I could see Marks eyes grow big as he stood in front of him.
"It's no one, just someone I saw crying so I came to comfort him," he smiled. He was definitely hiding something.
Jason's POV
Something was off about this guy. He was just strange. "What happened to him?" I asked, trying
to figure out things.
"Oh..he just, he's just homesick. So he's just hanging out here," Mark replied. He was definitely hiding something, I could sense it.
"Soo, what's your name kid." I saw Mark stiffen up. But the kid answered.
"It's Tyler..."
"That's a nice name," I smiled, " my name is Jason"
