Imagine you were lost in a sea and finding an island at the verge of losing hope of survival. Well now this land has some mystery tied onto it. You need to trace it in order to survive their.
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Gideon's and Bart's terrible death came to his mind... They died of eating and drinking, well in excess quantity. They might have felt dry each moment after consumption, which led them to take more and more of what they were having. An insatiable death!Horrified, Ison realized the mystery this Marshland tied up with. He finally connected the dots... Anything taken from this Marshland through your seven holes will create an unsatisfiable appetite or desire within, which will lead you to death.Sun was peeping out of his bed. Rays pinched his eyes. Jeez! it is another morning, he has no clue how he is going to survive. But why did he not feel dry when he licked his own tears?? Then he thought of wet holes releasing water. Anything which does not belong to this marshland, it doesn't matter how you consume, cannot force you to desire more of it. He went to pee and collected it in a leaf then drank it.Suddenly he thought about Erick, "oh god! I just forgot about him for the past few hours". He ran to him and patted on his body, "Erick, wake up, come on wake up.' But he did not respond, he just laid there in the same position he went to sleep. Ison checked his pulse, he is dead! 'Yes, he eyes took darkness from here "9 holes 7 dry, 2 wet" his mind whispered, scary! Only now he realized that he didn't sleep last night.The truth struck hard.He looked around the marshland, so calm and cool but the real game was scary and terrible. Nothing can be taken from here, "9 holes 7 dry 2 wet" his mind wept in silence. But he seemed like a warrior. Yes, he has to return to David and Helen to whom his soul is knotted with. Making some calculation, he went to the seashore, found a piece of sharpened stone and went to Bart. He took Bart's body near the pond, cut off flesh from his left thigh and started eating. When he chewed it he felt blank, no emotions, no guilt, nothing. He did not feel hungry, rather he felt full. The Marshland cannot trap him into its trick. He licked the blood in his fingers and went to the seashore and cleaned his stone-made knife. Sat freely on the shore. A breeze kissed him. He felt complete, once again goodbye waves of his little champ David and wife Helen, words muttered in his ear, kisses placed on his forehead, all flashed through his mind. "God has a plan for me, I will come to you", he whispered and took a deep breath, a breath of accomplishment.His mind whispered once again "9 holes, 7 dry and two wet". He sat there like a stone, breathing... I am... yes, breathing... this deadly land ... I took its air... He breathed more and more... his heartbeat increased, veins swelled. Inhaling more he felt an insatiable desire for breathing!! Screaming "this deadly land,I took its air" he ran around the shore... Wheezing...!
