On An Island

Graveyards

Hearing Cresen upset at the babies, Panthera Tigris finally turned around.

"Have.., don't be angry. Let's do it again," he told Cresen.

"We want to!" the babies shouted again and this time they turned their backs on Cresen.

Cresen.

"Well, it's no use." Cresen muttered shut his eyes with a palm to calm down.

"Do you want to continue?" ask Panthera Tigris.

Cresen shook his head and left his adoptive father and the babies. The babies end up playing with the rest of the material used by Cresen.

"It's hard to teach them to read. What if they go out in town? Though I want to invite them too," Cresen's inner.

Meanwhile at sea, word of the presence of another plane went into the monitor screen.

"Look! There's a reply from another plane!"

"REally?!" the other asked aghast and immediately jumped down from his chair.

"Good! We can make an immediate attack on the island!"

"But ... This is weird! The number of planes that send their positional signs is more than they should be."

"Maybe it's a bad signal. So it looks a lot. When one plane sends a message, it moves. So the mark in the original place is still left even though the plane sent a second message, in a different place," said one of them.

Everyone was silent and thought about the words of one of the team members, and finally nodded.

"Hm, it seems possible too" they answered.

"Yes, let's send a message to the others to get us off the plane. And only one person stayed to look after each other's planes" the chairman said.

"Then one more thing, no plane comes out of the water. So as not to invite the attention of the enemy," he continued.

Everyone nodded and got ready. This time it was Grandpa Cresen who was listening to him speak up.

"I'm coming too!" yells.

"But, Master!" The team leader was shocked to hear Cresen's grandfather's sudden remark.

"Don't worry. I can take care of myself" he said.

He began to be unable to resist meeting his grandson. But even though he insisted on joining, the team leader still refused the grandfather's request. And promised to bring Cresen any way. That way the grandfather finally gave up and agreed to stay on the plane.

So the members led by each of their respective team leaders moved towards the island. From a different direction. Each team encountered a different problem.

"God! This island is truly amazing. From plants to other living things. All are big!" Climbing up a tree avoids some of the crocodiles below.

"You're right, how about now? Guns can't hurt them!" Follow the climb as high as possible until the crocodile below can not reach.

"There's no other way, we can only escape. Maybe they were deliberately scattered in the forest so we can't get close to the building where Mr. Cresen was held." While continuing to move towards the top of the tree and looking at the situation using binoculars.

"I don't see any sign of a building here!" While handing binoculars to the other members.

"Is it because the forest is too shady?"

"See the crocodile is still waiting downstairs!" I was worried and started thinking about going down.

"It looks like we can only move from tree to tree. Let's move!"

"Is it possible that they kept Mr. Cresen there? It's great if they make a base from a rock mountain!" He shouted while descending to the ground.

The crocodiles could not find them and now they all landed down from the top of the tree. Then walk towards the rock mountain. They found a cave with a cave mouth that is quite wide and chose to enter.

"Be careful, this place looks lonely. It looks like this is his base." Whispering to his partner.

One person creates the code and the other follows the instructions. They're coming in slowly.

"Look, there are a lot of hallways!" someone whispered half a whisper.

"Diminish your voice!"

They looked in all directions to make sure there was no attack. Then split the members into two groups, and entered the hallways.

The more you go inside, the darker it gets. They decided to turn on a flashlight. Keep walking in. The hallway was winding and as it passed through the bend they finally saw there were some people sitting at the end of the hallway.

Flashlights are directed at these people. And they don't seem to realize anyone's coming. They are still sitting in their own place.

"Their numbers are quite a lot, and their size is quite large! What do we do?" ask someone to whisper.

"We'd better go. Because they seem to be resting. And there's nothing here. This hallway's over where they're all gathered."

The flashlight was turned off and they turned around and headed outside. But how surprised they were when there were some people who entered the hall. With a torch each man in his right hand.

"Witch, we're caught!" They were preparing to take a swing, when the eyes of the people carrying the torch, and they clashed with each other.

While the new ones came also surprised to see people in the hallway.

"Who are you?!" shout one of them in a loud voice.

"What did they say?" ask one search team member to the other.

"No idea, are they guards? Their clothes are weird!"

"Not to care! Come on now run! While they're not ready!"

"Wait, we don't run. We better give up. That way we will be taken to where Mr. Cresen is," replied another.

The three agreed and nodded. Without doing anything they waited for the people carrying torches to approach.

"Who are you?" ask the big men again.

Now their distance is very close. The members of the Cresen search team could see the faces of those big men. Looks like an ancient man. They were holding something behind them.

"That's it. Let's take them. We are three on this island. If there's them, won't our number increase."

"Yes right, it seems like they also lost their parents. We can take care of them like our own children" said another.

"Three of you, wait here. We'll deliver the body first. Then we can go out together" said the big men.

The three entered the passageway and passed through the three members of the search team. Make the search team confused. They followed the big men with their eyes.

Then they saw that they put the person they had brought to the end of the hallway. Comparison to those that have been there for a long time. And they all did not move in the slightest.

"So they're mummies?" muttered one of the members of the search team upon realizing something.

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