Вадим Круз – Adventures in the Amazon Jungle (страница 2)
“Water!” Lana screamed, not believing her ears. She stepped forward, but Jack grabbed her arm.
“Wait!” His face grew serious. “You don’t understand… the Amazon rivers can be dangerous.”
Lena froze. She looked at Jack with bewilderment.
“What do you mean?” Her voice became wary.
“Crocodiles. Anacondas. Even just entering the water is a risk. We can’t afford to make a mistake.” Jack waited a few seconds to make sure Lana understood.
“But we need to drink!” her voice became determined. “We can’t just stand and watch.”
Jack sighed. He understood her, but the warnings were true. He’d seen for himself how quickly the jungle could reveal its cruel side.
“We’ll drink the water, but carefully,” he said, slowly approaching the river. He crouched down, filled his hands, and tasted the water. “It’s not an ideal solution, but there’s no other way.”
They both drank, feeling the moisture seep into their bodies, soothing their parched throats and overheated bodies. The water wasn’t particularly clean, but at least they could keep moving. They decided to follow the river in hopes of finding signs of people, though in truth, there was little hope.
A couple of hours later, they felt the first signs of night. The dark shadows of the forest began to envelop them, and the temperature dropped sharply. Lana, feeling the chill creeping into her bones, suggested building a shelter. Jack agreed, and they began searching for a tree with thick leaves that could serve as a roof.
They barely slept that night. Lana kept waking up, hearing strange sounds in the darkness: the rustling of leaves, rustling sounds coming from the river. Her anxiety grew, but it was too dangerous to move on in that place.
Morning brought new fears. The weather was worsening, and clouds were appearing on the horizon. Jack tried to assess the situation: they were moving too slowly, and the chances of finding people or a safe route were dwindling. Their food supply consisted of nothing but the tiny nuts they’d found along the river and a few green leaves, which Lena carefully collected, afraid of eating anything poisonous.
They moved along the river again, but this time they were more cautious. Jack kept listening for rustling sounds in the forest, but he couldn’t figure out what exactly might be attacking them. Soon, Lana noticed something strange. Frozen figures – several natives – standing by the water, barely visible among the vines.
“Who is it?” Her voice was hoarse with excitement.
Jack looked closer. They were people, but their movements were unnatural, like animals. They didn’t approach him, but watched from behind the trees.
“I don’t know…” Jack slowed his steps. “Don’t make any sudden movements.”
But before they could figure out what was happening, someone sighed loudly in the forest.
Chapter 3
Animals and dangers of the jungle
Lana squeezed Jack’s hand as he slowed, looking around cautiously. A few moments ago, they’d spotted the natives by the river. It was strange. The seemingly harmless people stood apart, watching them. Their eyes were dark and restless, but not angry. They seemed to be waiting for something, or… someone.
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