Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-44019825-20191011181648/@comment-37315504-20191030174440

I look at what was left of the plane crashing into the water out of my sight. “Well, that’s the last time I fly that airline. But I guess this is one way to document on a newly discovered island,” I say as I dust myself off. You see this was a discovery flight that was suppose to document the island that I'm now standing on. I was supposed to be the document all findings that the "experts" found. But after the plane's left wing engine explodes, I guess it doesn't really matter what my job is.

I start looking around to see lava almost everywhere. The ground is either covered with hardened magma or lava. Some vents of hot air blasted up from underground, sometimes even spitting up hot lava. However, I think I heard one of the guys mention that there was a village at the base of the volcano...on the other side. I quickly look into what was left in the bag I had on me before I grabbed a parachute and jumped out. Three pens, two notebooks, three days worth of food, two bottles of water, a pack of matches, a small first aid kit, and a camping knife. I let out a sigh, and was about to start heading toward the village until I heard something.

“C’mon! I think he landed over here!” cried out a voice.

“You’re crazy. I mean, really. Do you seriously believe a husband could just...you know...fall out of the sky? Let's get serious here,” replied another voice.

I hide behind a pile of hardened magma, I peek around the corner to see four Hellhounds coming around a large outcropping, arguing heatedly. From what I guess the one in the front looked to be the second yougest of the group. She was followed by the two oldest of the group, with the youngest in tow. They came to a stop about 200 meters away from me, they look like they were looking for someone or something. 'THEY'RE LOOKING FOR ME!' I internally screamed, as I quickly ducked behind the rocks again, out of their sight. "Can't you smell him?" cried the hellhound from earlier.

"All I can smell right now is the hot magma," said a new voice. They kept bickering and arguing until they suddenly fell silent. I went for a peak to see if they're gone, but I saw them in circle and the oldest was drawing in the sand while talking to the others. I put my ear out close as possible to hear what she was saying.

"We'll drive him from the mountain to the forest, and then from the forest to the plains. Then he'll be all tired out, so Sarah will then flank him from the right..." whispered the oldest. The "him" was all I needed to hear so I pulled my head away. I looked around and saw my best option for losing them in a forest about 50 meters away. So I counted in my head and got ready to run, 3... 2... 1... Go! I started to sprint down the hill side toward the trees.

"He's on the run!" cried one of the voices.

"No crap Emma! After him!" screamed the oldest. Three of the hellhounds chased after me, while one broke off and went to the left. I kept running into the forest, weaving between trees. I soon found myself in the situation were one was on either side of me and one behind, they started closing in driving me toward the left slightly. Not wanting to be caught I had to follow suit and change my directions. Luckily I hadn't tripped over any roots so far, but I couldn't say the same for the young hellhound on the right. She stumbled every so often but would catch up quickly not leaving enough time for me to sprint past her.

Soon I saw that a field of waist high grass was up ahead, remembering their plan about them trying to flank me from the right I looked back to see that the hellhounds had shifted formation. The one on the left and behind me were still there but the one on the right had shifted to be diagonally right behind me. Soon I was in the field, I kept running but was anxiously checking my right, but I was also running out of energy so I would have to lose them here. Then I saw it, up ahead by about 25 meters there was a black tail swaying back and forth just barely above the grass. I kept running forward but kept my eyes on the "hidden" hellhound. I was about there and I dug my heels into the dirt to causing me to stop. The hellhound that was waiting for me lunged out of the grass, but because I stopped she missed me by 6 inches. I soon realised my mistake as the biggest hellhound, that wasn't ready for me to stop, tried to slow down and accidentally tripped...... and landed right on top of me. Because she was stronger and weighed more therefore, she had pinned me to the dirt ground.

"That was almost a pretty good move," said the hellhound on top of me. I could feel her hot breath against my neck.

"T-Thanks?" I said as I was trying to catch my breath.

"I told you that a husband fell out of the sky!" said the second youngest hellhound as her tail was wagging rapidly.

"You where right," said the hellhound on top of me, "That's why you get to go first." Let's just say the rest of the day was a very unforgettable experience.