He unfolded the map on the desk.
On the top right corner there was a title, SHEEBO Island. It was a map of this island. Maybe there was a way out. His eyes scanned the map searching each and every detail. He found where he was. It said “My Cabin.”
Probably this Simon guy’s cabin. Maybe Simon was not in a tribe, like me. Then I saw it. “The Way Out” it said, an escape route. There was a red line from the cabin to the picture of a big boat. He had to tell the tribes,
but first he should go there himself. He looked back at the map and saw the way to get to the boat was down a river, with pictures of huge snakes on the side. More snakes he thought, I am screwed. It was weird to have no one to talk to so he muttered to himself. Not a good sign. Bad habit to have. Should try to get rid of that soon.
That’s when the door broke down and snakes came rearing in now he was screwed.
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Sheebo island
AdventureHe looked up. where was he who was he the noises he heard horrible noises then they stopped he heard shuffling feet another one kill him or keep him...
