THE BLACK LAGOON – 2
Once she thought the camp was secure, she settled
down with some dried fruit and nuts. Better than
starving, she figured. There was plenty of rain water in
the barrel, enough for a few days, she guessed. The
night air was soothing unlike the bitter smells and
visions of the days, still rotting corpses. There was a
waterfall on the island. The crew had been talking
about it on board, the Day of Evacuation. Good thing I’m
a snoop, she thought, in a momentary lapse of sadness.
She’d heard one of the Chiefs, mumble something about
The Great Pool. She’d laughed at the time but now it
wasn’t funny. Maybe tomorrow I’ll try to find it, she
thought in a moment of normalcy, until a great roar
stilled her heart. If I can just get through the night.
She curled herself up, made herself as small as she
could, wrapped her blanket tightly, held her breath
and starred into the darkness.
©J.E.Goldie May 31, 2019