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Survival Story



            Holy cow, Athena thinks, a theory sparking in      neck so that they’d know when the animal ar-
            her head, she’s never thought of that …            rives, only for them to realize that the cat would
                                                               eat them on instinct and that it would be like
            But anyway. The brunette girl slings the three     asking for a death wish. It feels the same, now,
            backpacks off of her shoulders, pulling out ev-    except that she’s the group of mice, the fruit is
            erything else she’d grabbed and stuffed in her     the cat, and the goal to tie a bell around the cat’s
            pockets. From among the cluster of items, she      neck is similar to her goal to get food. She stares
            can see a few things … A flashlight … a water      up at one of the many coconut trees, wondering
            bottle but no food (yippee!) … a rope … a tent     how to get the coconuts falling without having
            and a sleeping bag … a pocket knife, among oth-    one fall to her head and potentially cracking it
            ers. Strangely, after seeing these items, she feels   open.
            calm.  Using  basic  logic,  she  starts  thinking  of
            the events that would happen after the plane       After moments of thinking, Athena gets an idea,
            wouldn’t arrive. The airport staff would start     and she starts working. She cuts a length of rope
            getting worried that there hadn’t been any calls   with friction and ties its ends together, before
            from the pilot, and thus, they’d start sending     twisting it right in the center to make a figure-8
            out search parties to scour for the plane. Athe-   shape. Then, she places a foot inside one of the
            na would have at least two days before they’d      holes before beginning to climb up the tree, the
            come to get her, at most. Until then, she’d have   ropes around her feet preventing them from
            to survive on this wannabe                                              slipping. She slowly starts
            paradise on her own.        The first coconut comes out quite easily,   scaling the  tree, reaching
                                        and  Athena  throws  it  to  the  sand.  The   the coconuts, and grip
            Athena starts on the tent  next four are stubborn and don’t come        the palm, rotating it. She
            first. She manages to work   out until she tugs them gently.            tries not to look back at
            out where most of the                                                   the ground, knowing that
            poles and pegs should go despite being a begin-    she’ll surely faint from the height if she does.
            ner in this, though she doesn’t have a mallet and   Success.
            thus has to use her body force, finally, she man-
            ages to erect a small tent. This will be fine enough   The first coconut comes out quite easily, and
            until she can find a better shelter, or until they   Athena throws it to the sand. The next four are
            find her. A deafening bang!                        stubborn and don’t come out until she tugs them
                                                               gently. However, Athena had been a little stupid,
            Makes her jump in a mixture of surprise and fear,   pulling one too hard. With a sickening crack! a
            followed by a sudden jerk of the ground, making    ringing pain to her shoulder makes her cry out
            her fall over due to the imbalance and clamping    in pain, clenching her teeth in pain while letting
            her hands over her ears. Coughing out the sand     her arm off of the tree, only being supported by
            that has accumulated in her mouth, she shakily     the other.
            gets up, her mind ringing again.
                                                               Okay, that is dislocated. Mission abort right now.
            Food, she thinks, her heart still pounding from
            the explosion. I need food. Easier said than done,   Fearing for her life, she slowly descends, her
            though. Athena remembers this one story about      forearms scratched by the splinters from the
            these mice who plan to tie a bell around a cat’s   trees and the pain in her shoulder slowly numb-
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