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ignore this sorry
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Derek smiled at Alli, "I can try" Derek started rubbing the two pieces together quickly, after a few minutes the wood started smoking. Derek blew gently on the coal and threw it into the dry grass. A small fire started, Derek's face lit up. "Yes!" Derek grinned.
Derek finished rinsing off, he put his blue shirt back on. He patted Randy on the back, seeing him throw up made Derek feel really bad. "Sorry about that dude." Derek walked over to the berries and picked a handful of blue ones, he handed them to Randy. Derek nodded at Randy and Brandy, he walked over to Alli and helped her get the fire started.
Derek picked up the heavy boar, the blood dripped onto his shirt. "I'm going to start skinning this guy, i would look away if i had a weak stomach" Derek walked further from the camp, he didn't want other animals smelling the blood. He took out his knife and started cutting away at the boar. After about 10 minutes, Derek was covered in blood, but he had slices of meat to start cooking. Derek wiped the sweat off his forehead, blood smeared his face, "Gross" Derek placed the raw meat on a piece of wood, he then handed it to Alli. "I can help start the fire, i just need to rinse off first" Derek walked over to Brandy he took off his shirt and started to wash himself in the creek.
"I hunt all the time with my dad, I can try to hunt some boar, i saw some poop while we were walking here." Derek's grip around the spear tightened. Derek carefully made his way up the tree that Randy was on. "I feel like Tarzan right now" Derek chuckled, one hand holding a spear, the other holding onto a branch. Derek spotted movement in a nearby bush, he quietly slid down the tree. Derek got low to the ground, he could hear rustling. Derek threw his spear the bush, a loud noise came from the bush. Derek ran over and pulled the spear out, it was covered in blood. "I hope you guys are hungry for bacon."
Derek lead the group through some thick brush, he used his spear as a walking stick. The air was hot and humid, sweat dripped down Derek's face. They walked in silence for a few minutes until Derek stopped. "Do you think we could stop here?" There was a wide open grassy field, and a little stream beside it. "We can build a shelter and get some water over there" Derek pointed out.
Derek took out his knife, he quickly cut down a thick branch. Using his knife he sharpened the tip, making a spear. Derek put on his backpack and looked at the group, "We better start moving before it gets dark." Derek had watched his fair share of survival shows, he knew the basics, he just hoped he could actually do the things he saw on TV.
"I gotta flashlight, knife, rope, my leather jacket and a little water" Derek pulled out his water bottle and took a sip. He offered the bottle to the rest of the group. "We should find more water, the temperature on this island can reach 110 degrees." Derek was glad he was wearing cargo shorts and a blue t shirt.
Derek took a deep breath as the boat hit the shore. Derek gripped onto the side of the boat as it rocked. Derek stood up and got off the raft. Derek looked around the island, his eyes scanning the area, taking in the surroundings. Derek looked at the group, "Now what?"
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