Chapter 2: In the Jungle, The Mighty Jungle
The other members of the expedition were back in their camp, recording all the various events of the day in their own way. John suddenly came back in the large tent. They were surprised, they were sure he was dead.
"Hello, everyone. Thank you for waiting for me." he said sarcastically.
"Ah yes, well, how'd everything go?" Steve asked.
At that point, John told them all exactly what had happened, making sure not to leave anything out. (Perhaps, in case, they decided to go back in.)
"Well, John, your story does seem quite unbelievable at first, but the jungle hasn't failed to surprise me yet. I could easily see it happening." Steve said.
"I'll look it up, and see if I can find anything on this." said Matt.
John then kept silent for awhile. He was thinking to himself for a little bit- about the redhead, especially. Was he just a one-time thing for her, or did she really like him? He felt himself asking the same questions about her. He hadn't dated in a long time... Could they ever be together? Of course not, he thought. She was probably too far gone...
"Here, I found something," Matt said, pushing his computer in his face. "Fifteen years ago, a plane carrying a group of Girl Scouts crashed around here. They were all presumed dead. Probably got families, all of them..."