The Lost Island 2: Island, #5

By Aaron Abilene

The cast and crew has been stranded on the island for a long time, but they are just now setting out to explore it to find a way home.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Syphon Creative
• Release date: Dec 5, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223649625

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The Lost Island 2

Island, Volume 5

Aaron Abilene

Published by Syphon Creative, 2023.

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

THE LOST ISLAND 2

First edition. December 5, 2023.

Copyright © 2023 Aaron Abilene.

ISBN: 979-8223649625

Written by Aaron Abilene.

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The Lost Island 2

Written by Aaron Abilene

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As the sun dipped lower in the horizon, casting a warm glow on the mysterious island, JR, the handsome mega star leading man, scratched his chiseled jaw, surveying the wreckage of their once magnificent yacht. Jessica, the beautiful leading lady, sat nearby in the sand, her golden locks tangled and damp from the ocean.

Unbelievable, JR muttered, glancing around at the eclectic entourage stranded with them. There was Dave, the pretty boy jock, flexing his muscular arms; Darlene, the tomboy, already scuffing her boots as she explored the island's perimeter; Jim, the anxious director, pacing back and forth while trying to salvage what he could from the sinking ship; James, the nerd, fiddling with his glasses and taking notes about their surroundings; Rich, the rugged guide, attempting to get a signal on his satellite phone; Meloni, the spoiled rich girl, pouting and complaining about the state of her designer clothes; Chelsea, the fuller-figured girl, rummaging through the scattered luggage for food; Mitch, the introverted writer, scribbling ideas in a waterlogged notebook; and Jackson, the black guy, offering to help anyone who needed it.

Of all the places to get stranded, Jessica sighed, brushing sand off her legs. What do you think happened?

Beats me, JR replied, his eyes locked on the shattered remains of their boat, now strewn across the shore. The salty smell of seaweed and sea spray filled the air, mixing with the faint scent of diesel fuel that still lingered from the wreckage. Waves lapped gently against the hull, taunting the group with the fact that they were now trapped on this uncharted landmass.

Listen up, everyone! called out Rich, the guide, his voice echoing against the backdrop of the island's dense foliage. We need to figure out where we are and how to get back to civilization. Until then, we've got to work together and make the best of this situation.

Work together? Meloni scoffed, examining her manicured nails. I don't do manual labor.

Neither do I, chimed in Dave, smirking at Darlene as she rolled her eyes.

Look, everyone, said Jackson, stepping forward to address the group. Nobody wants to be here, but we don't have a choice. Let's just try to get along and make it through this.

The group exchanged uneasy glances, knowing that their survival now depended on cooperation and teamwork. As they began to sort through the wreckage and explore their new environment, each member of the cast and crew couldn't help but wonder what challenges lay ahead, and if they'd ever find their way back home.

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Aw, man! JR groaned, rubbing his temples as he surveyed the unfamiliar terrain. The lush foliage and overgrown vines seemed to stretch on forever, creating a disorienting maze of greenery that left the group feeling utterly lost.

Does anyone know how to find food in a place like this? Jessica asked, her voice tinged with panic. I mean, I'm all for method acting, but this is getting ridiculous.

Seriously, agreed Chelsea, her stomach growling audibly. All I had today was a kale smoothie.

Maybe we can catch some fish? suggested Dave, glancing at the crystal-clear waters surrounding the island. Darlene snorted in disbelief, crossing her arms as she looked him up and down.

Right, 'cause your extensive experience playing water polo has totally prepared you for spearfishing in the wild, she said sarcastically.

Okay, okay, Jim interrupted, raising his hands in an attempt to maintain order. Let's just focus on finding shelter first. If we stick together and keep our heads, we'll figure this out.

Jim's right, Rich added, trying to sound reassuring despite the worry etched on his face. We need to prioritize. Let's split up and search for materials to build some sort of shelter.

Split up? Are you kidding? Meloni scoffed, flipping her hair over her shoulder. You want me to traipse around this godforsaken jungle alone?

Fine, then go with someone else, Mitch snapped, clearly losing patience with her diva-like antics. But we don't have much daylight left, so let's get moving.

As the group reluctantly dispersed, JR couldn't shake the nagging feeling that they were woefully unprepared for the challenges ahead. He'd never so much as pitched a tent before, let alone built a shelter from scratch.

Hey, James, he called out to the quiet, bespectacled man who was picking his way through the undergrowth. Any idea what we should be looking for?

Uh, well... James stammered, adjusting his glasses nervously. I think we should try to find some large leaves and sturdy branches for the roof... and maybe some vines to tie everything together?

Sounds good to me, JR replied, trying to sound more confident than he felt. Let's give it a shot.

As they ventured deeper into the jungle, JR found himself growing increasingly uneasy. The unfamiliar sounds and smells of the island seemed to close in around him, heightening his sense of disorientation.

Is it just me, he muttered to James, or does it seem like we're going in circles?

Actually, James confessed, swallowing hard, I think we might be lost.

Great, JR sighed, running a hand through his hair in frustration. Just great.

In that moment, the reality of their situation hit him like a ton of bricks: they were stranded on an unknown island with no food, no shelter, and no idea how to survive. And as the shadows grew longer and the sun dipped lower in the sky, JR couldn't help but wonder if they'd ever make it off this island alive.

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The sun dipped lower in the sky, casting long shadows over the sandy beach. The salty scent of the ocean mingled with the heady aroma of tropical flowers that grew near the treeline. Waves crashed on the shore, a constant reminder that they were stranded on this mysterious island.

Okay, first things first, JR said, trying to muster some semblance of authority. We need to figure out how to start a fire.

Right! Chelsea piped up, her cheeks flushed from the heat. I saw a survival show where they used glasses to focus sunlight onto tinder. James, do you mind if we use your glasses?

Um, I guess not, James replied hesitantly, handing them over.

Great! Now we just need something to use as tinder, Chelsea said, scanning their surroundings.

Here, try these dry leaves, Rich offered, picking up a handful from the ground.

Chelsea positioned the glasses above the leaves, attempting to focus the sunlight on the small pile. After several tense minutes of adjusting angles and squinting at the sun, a thin wisp of smoke began to rise.

Hey, it's working! Jessica exclaimed, clapping her hands in excitement.

Quick, everyone find more leaves and twigs before it goes out! JR urged.

As the group scrambled to gather fuel for the fire, Jim and Mitch attempted to build a makeshift shelter from large palm fronds and sturdy branches. They leaned the branches against one another, creating a lopsided frame that looked like it could collapse at any moment.

Is this going to hold? Jim asked skeptically, eyeing their handiwork.

Let's hope so, Mitch replied, wiping sweat from his brow.

Guys, I think we've got the fire going! Darlene called out, crouching next to the growing flames.

Finally, Meloni huffed, arms crossed as she watched the others work. I'm starving.

Speaking of food, Dave said, scanning the beach for any sign of edible plants or potential prey. Any ideas?

Actually, JR said, his eyes lighting up with sudden inspiration, I think I saw some fruit trees further inland. We can try to gather some while we still have daylight.

Great idea, let's split up and cover more ground, Jessica suggested.

Be careful, though, Rich warned. We don't know what kind of creatures live here.

As the group fanned out in search of sustenance, JR couldn't shake the feeling that their survival was hanging by a thread. The fire might be burning, and a feeble shelter stood on the beach, but the dangers lurking in the island's depths remained unknown and ominous. With each step, he wondered what new challenges they would face – and whether they could overcome them together.

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The sun dipped lower in the sky, casting a somber glow over the island. As JR trudged through the underbrush, he felt his heart thudding in his chest, each beat echoing his mounting anxiety. The air was heavy with the scent of salt and decay, a constant reminder of the wreckage that had brought them here.

Hey, I found something! Dave called out from a nearby thicket, snapping JR's thoughts back to the present. He quickly navigated through the dense foliage to join his fellow castaway.

Are those... bananas? Jessica asked, tilting her head as she squinted up at the bunches of fruit dangling high above their reach.

Looks like it, JR replied, trying to sound optimistic despite the gnawing uncertainty that plagued him. We'll just have to figure out a way to get them down.

Maybe we can climb the tree? Chelsea suggested tentatively, though the doubt in her voice was apparent.

Or we could try shaking the tree, Darlene added, her arms crossed as she assessed the situation.

Guys, I don't want to be a Debbie Downer here, Mitch interjected, pushing his glasses up his nose, but what if they're poisonous? I mean, we don't even know where we are.

Right now, our priority is finding food, Rich said, attempting to maintain a levelheaded tone. We'll take our chances. The others exchanged uneasy glances but nodded their agreement.

Alright, so who's going up? Jim asked, scanning the group for volunteers.

Jackson, you're the tallest. You should do it, Meloni declared, not bothering to hide her refusal to participate.

Fine, Jackson sighed, rolling his eyes as he approached the tree. But if I fall, you're all carrying me back to camp.

As Jackson shimmied up the trunk, the rest of the group stood below, their collective breaths held in anticipation. JR couldn't help but feel a growing sense of dread, the weight of their predicament settling heavily on his shoulders.

Got 'em! Jackson shouted triumphantly, tossing a hefty bunch of bananas to the ground. The group cheered, momentarily buoyed by their small victory.

Let's keep moving, JR urged, trying to mask the tremor in his voice. There's still plenty of daylight left.

Whatever you say, fearless leader, Dave quipped, flashing a grin that failed to reach his eyes. As they resumed their search for sustenance, JR couldn't shake the feeling that their survival hinged on more than just finding food. In the face of their mounting fear and uncertainty, he wondered if they could truly rely on one another – or if they were destined to unravel at the seams.

The sun dipped toward the horizon, casting long shadows across the beach as the motley crew scavenged for anything useful. JR watched them work together, surprisingly efficient despite their inexperience. Jessica and Dave had teamed up to gather driftwood for a fire, while Darlene and Mitch took turns fashioning crude fishing hooks from bits of metal they'd found in the sand.

Hey, Rich called out, waving a slightly crumpled map over his head. I think I've figured out where we are!

JR hurried over, along with the others. They huddled around the map, squinting at the faded ink. So, this island isn't completely uninhabited? he asked, hope flickering in his chest.

Looks like there's a village on the other side, Rich replied, pointing to a cluster of tiny dots. But it's a long trek through some rough terrain.

Then we should get going as soon as possible, Jim said, his voice firm. We'll need help if we're going to get off this island.

Agreed, JR said, looking around at the group. Let's pack up the essentials and head out first thing tomorrow morning.

As night descended, a chilly wind swept through their makeshift campsite, prompting shivers and huddling for warmth. The fire that Chelsea and James had managed to start offered some respite, but it wasn't enough to keep the creeping unease at bay.

Are you sure we won't run into any dangerous animals along the way? Meloni asked nervously, her eyes darting between the shadows cast by the flickering flames.

Can't make any promises, Rich admitted, but we'll just have to stick together and be cautious.

Great, Jackson muttered, rubbing his hands together for warmth. I didn't sign up for wildlife encounters.

None of us did, JR thought, biting back a sigh. He knew they'd have to face whatever obstacles awaited them, and it wouldn't be easy.

As morning light filtered through the trees, the group set off on their trek, carrying what little supplies they had managed to gather. They trudged through dense foliage and treacherous terrain, sweat trickling down their backs despite the cool air.

Watch out! Darlene cried suddenly, yanking Chelsea back just as a venomous snake slithered across the path in front of them.

Thanks, Chelsea gasped, her eyes wide with fear.

Let's keep moving, Jim urged, casting a wary glance at the snake. We need to make good time if we want to reach the village before dark.

The group pressed on, hearts pounding as they confronted more challenges – crossing a precarious log bridge over a rushing river, navigating steep inclines slick with mud, and avoiding a swarm of aggressive insects that seemed intent on driving them mad.

Are we even getting closer? Jessica panted, wiping sweat from her brow as they paused for a brief rest.

Feels like we're going in circles, Dave added, frustration creeping into his voice.

Trust the map, Rich insisted, though doubt flickered in his eyes. We'll get there.

JR couldn't help but wonder if they were really up to the task. As they faced each new obstacle, he saw the strain taking its toll on their faces, heard the tremor in their voices. But they had no choice; they had to keep going, to push through their fears and uncertainties, and somehow find a way to survive.

And so, with grim determination, the group trudged onward, unaware of the true danger that lay ahead.

––––––––

The sun dipped lower in the sky, casting long shadows across the island. A salty ocean breeze rustled through the palm fronds above and sent shivers down JR's spine. He could feel the cool sand between his toes as he trudged behind the group, his nostrils filled with the pungent scent of decaying vegetation.

Ugh, Meloni groaned, swatting at a mosquito that had landed on her neck. These bugs are relentless.

Stay close to me, Jackson advised, waving a torch fashioned from branches and cloth soaked in whatever flammable liquid they could find. The flickering flames cast eerie shadows on their surroundings, but it was enough to keep the insects at bay.

JR studied the darkening landscape, noting how the once-vibrant colors of the jungle now seemed muted and ominous. The distant cries of birds and monkeys were replaced by an eerie stillness, and his heart raced as he imagined unseen predators lurking just beyond their sight.

Guys, we need to pick up the pace, Jim urged, glancing nervously at the sky. It's going to be pitch black soon and we're not even halfway there.

Are you sure this map is accurate? James asked, squinting at the tattered piece of paper in Rich's hands. We've been walking for hours and nothing looks familiar.

Trust me, I know what I'm doing, Rich snapped, clenching his jaw in frustration. We'll get there.

Alright, everyone, let's move! Jessica shouted, trying to rally the group despite her own weariness.

As they hastened through the jungle, the sounds of their ragged breaths and snapping twigs beneath their feet filled the air. JR's muscles ached with every step, and he couldn't help but wonder if the village was real or simply a figment of Rich's imagination.

Wait, do you hear that? Dave asked suddenly, bringing the group to a halt.

JR strained his ears, picking up the faint sound of rushing water. His pulse quickened at the thought of finding fresh water and a place to rest for the night.

Come on, it's just up ahead! Mitch cried, sprinting towards the noise with newfound energy.

The group followed, their hearts pounding in anticipation. As they rounded a bend, the source of the sound came into view – a waterfall cascading down a cliffside, feeding into a crystal-clear pool below.

Finally, some good news, Darlene sighed in relief.

Let's not celebrate just yet, JR cautioned, feeling an inexplicable sense of unease.

And then he saw it – a glint of something shiny near the pool, partially hidden by the undergrowth. His heart skipped a beat as he approached, hands trembling as he pushed the leaves aside to reveal a rusted machete, stained with dried blood.

Guys... JR murmured, unable to tear his eyes away from the chilling sight. I think we're not alone on this island.

As the words hung heavy in the air, a distant roar echoed through the jungle, sending a shiver down each spine, leaving them to question what awaited them in the darkness.

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Alright, everyone, let's stick together, Jim, the director, called out as the diverse group of Hollywood elites shuffled into the dark and narrow cave. JR, the mega star leading man, led the way with his broad shoulders barely fitting between the jagged walls. Jessica, the stunning leading lady, followed closely behind, her elegant features scrunching up in a mixture of discomfort and curiosity.

Jim, are you sure about this? James, the nerd of the group, questioned while fiddling with his glasses. His voice echoed off the low ceiling causing him to cringe. The cave seems a bit... claustrophobic.

Come on, Jamesy-boy! We're here for an adventure! JR boomed, his trademark smile shining even in the dim light. Besides, think of the stories we'll be able to tell when we get back!

Jessica chimed in, adding, That's right. And who knows? Maybe we'll find something interesting down here. She held a flashlight under her chin, casting eerie shadows across her face and causing James to shudder involuntarily.

As the group continued through the winding cave, they were forced to crouch to avoid scraping their heads against the sharp rocks above. The air grew colder and damper, making it difficult for them to breathe. Despite the growing discomfort, they pressed on, drawn by an inexplicable sense of curiosity.

Guys, look at this! Jessica exclaimed suddenly, stopping dead in her tracks. The beam of her flashlight illuminated a strange object nestled among the rocks. JR came up beside her, eyes widening as he took in the sight.

Wow, he whispered. Would you look at that?

The artifact glowed with a soft radiance that seemed to pulsate gently, casting an almost hypnotic spell over the group. They stared at the discovery in awe, each lost in their thoughts about what it could possibly be.

Is that... real? James stammered, breaking the silence. I mean, it's not some prop left behind by a previous film crew, right?

Jim shook his head, equally captivated by the artifact. "I don't think so. I've never seen anything