Hans’s group had a total of six men, including him.There was only one man I did not recognize. Perhaps he was another flight attendant, or one of the pilots. Together, they had managed to loot the plane of practically everything useful. From where I lay, I could see the stacks of bottled water they had hoarded in the cave, along with some other supplies.It isn’t fair that those animals have so much while Yvonne, Elsa, Euphie, and I have practically nothing, I seethed, but there was nothing I could do about the situation. Except for our humanity and our dignity, that is. I wouldn’t want any of the girls with me to suffer like Claire and that poor French woman.All of a sudden, I heard a loud thud, followed by a shout.“Fuck!” one of the men hollered, and I uncovered my eyes hastily for a quick look. The blonde woman had collapsed face first on the ground, and even I could see that something was very wrong.“She’s…

After we had planted the spikes we had made in the ground, we occupied ourselves with making a few sharp wooden stakes so that we each had a weapon. By the time we were finished, it was already time for dinner. The sun was beginning to set, and it looked like we were going to see another stunning sunset if we waited just a little while.“I’m so glad you found those suitcases, Forrest,” Elsa called. As she neared, I could see that she had selected some clothes and changed into them. Her blouse and skirt were gone, and she was now wearing a pair of yoga pants and a crop top. I gulped as she pressed herself against my side, noticing then that she had not put on a bra. Under that crop top were her bare breasts, which she pushed against me seductively.“Don’t I look good?” she purred, clasping her arms around my waist.“Yes. Very,” I replied, wrapping my arm around her shoulders and grinning salaciously at her.“He

Damn it! I wanted to howl, but I knew I had to stay quiet. If I yelled, the sound could travel a mile or two, given how quiet it was, and I had no wish to alert Hans and his cabal of animals. Calm down, Forrest. You knew that it was possible that Elsa was just using you, I told myself. Remember how she clung to you when she first woke up? She probably decided to do that because you were the only one around, and hence the only person who could give her a shot at survival. She can’t even cook! Of course she’s trying to give you sexual favors so that you’ll take care of her. Just be glad you have this for now.I sat down by the campfire, listening to the quiet pop of branches and twigs as they burned. As I stared out into the night sky, I could feel my heartrate begin to slow, returning to its usual baseline. It had already been two days since we had crashed. Since there were just under a hundred passengers on the plane, wouldn’t someone have been missed? B

“We can’t let Hans find our cave,” Elsa declared. Her face was pale, but she had her hands on her hips as she made her announcement. For a moment, it felt as though we had been transported back to the office and she was giving us another command that could not be disobeyed.“I only saw six men with Hans. We already have three of them,” I said out loud, trying to think through the situation. “I think we should be able to tackle the rest of them, especially since there are four of us.”“I agree,” Yvonne spoke up. “Our tripwire and our stakes managed to alert us just in time.”“Let’s rebuild them as soon as we can,” Euphie suggested, trying to look cheerful. Even though everyone was clearly shaken, I could see that they were all trying to be optimistic. A tiny part of me was celebrating, too. If I had been found by Hans Jameson and his men the day the plane had crashed, perhaps things wou

“What the fuck is it?” I growled as I neared Bernard, seeing that he was awake. His eyes gleamed in the faint moonlight, and I kicked him in the ribs. His resultant yelp felt exhilarating, and I grinned savagely as I brandished the kitchen knife, making sure that he caught the shine of the blade. Unwilling to squat down and put myself within spitting or biting distance, I stood a few steps away, plastering an ugly sneer on my face.“N-n-nothing,” Bernard stuttered, even though his own expression said something quite different. Jealousy was written all throughout the defiant set of his mouth and the glint of his eyes as he glared at me.“What did you see?” I asked again, this time switching my grip on the knife as though I were holding a dagger instead. I held it up a little higher, the threat implicit in my actions, and Bernard shook his head violently. From his position, I knew that he had to have seen Yvonne and I by the campfire, but