Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Chapter 3: Kretopia


“Uh. Every bone in my body aches and I think every muscle is pulled.” Arthur moaned as he opened his eyes to the bright, warm sun after receiving a knockout from the previous day. After regaining his senses a ton of questions puzzled Arthur.

“Wasn’t I just floating in the water with Amy?” He contemplated to himself. “Why am I on dry land and how did the weather calm down so quickly? How long have I been here? My clothes have dried. Most importantly, where am I?” Arthur shook his head from all the puzzling questions he was asking himself. “The important thing is that I’m alive. But if this really reality, where’s Amy?” Arthur asked this to himself just as he heard a high-pitched scream. He tried his best to follow the direction the sound was coming from in the short number of seconds it lasted. He found the direction the sound was coming from and continued in the direction. He came across a dense jungle with wild animals he’d never seen before. There was a goat standing on its hind legs. “I must be hallucinating.” He thought to himself. He just focused on his destination and kept walking. His legs were sore from the previous night, but he fought back and urged himself to go on. He almost gave up until he stumbled upon a circle of trees. That was where the base of the screaming. He saw Amy scrambling up a tree as what looked like a leopard with eight legs, a forked tongue and horns growled at her, ready to go in for the kill. Amy shrieked not only at the sight, but because it wanted to eat her.
Arthur had to do something to help; he couldn't lose the only other person in his life. He selected a handful of stones and clenched them in his fist. He thought over it briefly: he could run in there and end up with the possibility of death, or stay back and watch his world disappear before his eyes. Arthur ran in there and showered the beast with stones, and all he accomplished from his brave act was angering the monster. He ran to a tree and scrambled up to avoid being the creatures lunch. The leopard monster scratched at the tree ferociously. What preceded this baffled Arthur beyond his imagination; the tree Arthur was sitting in swung a branch at the beast. The creature chomped on the  branch with its jaws, but the tree grabbed the beast with multiple other branches and threw it off, snapping the branch clenched in the creature's jaws, but the tree wasn't finished. It gave a strange call, and instantly all the trees in the circle pelted the beast with a shower of chestnuts, acorns, and other things. The beast yelped and scurried off like a defenceless kitten. The tree Arthur was sitting on bent over motioning for him to climb down, so Arthur climbed down and thanked the tree. Thanked a tree?!?! Arthur was certain he was hallucinating the whole thing, so he slapped himself, only to find the same image before his eyes. Arthur ran to the tree Amy was sitting in, and she climbed down and also thanked the tree.
"I'm glad you're okay." Arthur commented with relief.
"You don't know the half of it." Amy laughed, and she explained how she woke up to a hungry leopard monster that chased her to a circle of trees. Arthur then explained his side of the story.
"Now where do you want to go?" Amy asked, worried that she may never see her home again. 
"I think we should go back to where I landed." Arthur decided after deep thought. "Maybe would could signal a boat."
Amy followed Arthur silently back to the beach. The two had been through so much already, and their adventure seemed to have just started. After half an hour they made it back to the beach and looked overhead. They were stuck on an unknown island filled with dangerous unknown creatures, far from civilization.
"It's clear where we are." Arthur could not see any nearby boats. "We are on an island unknown to- "Oh, be quiet!" Amy interrupted Arthur. "You're not helping."
Amy couldn't help herself, and she burst into tears. Arthur tried to cheer her up with his words.
"Come on, we'll find our way off this island!" He said in a cheerful tone, but amy kept crying, so Arthur just kept silent. He knew that he and Amy had been through a lot, but working on the farm had made him tough, and he was also one to stay cool during situations even like this. He patted Amy on the back and gave her time by herself to cry.

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