LOGINA voice - somewhere far away. Then calm again - calm and darkness. A rustling, as if of clothing, but hardly there, it was gone again. A gentle breath of air. A sudden tremor, then something wet, very cold on her head. And that voice again.
Lany listened intently with her eyes still closed. She wasn't exactly sure what was going on here. In her memory there were only brief episodes of the last few minutes, even seconds, before the plane crashed. As hard as she tried, she just couldn't understand that voice.
That wet something disappeared from her forehead, only to reappear immediately. Only now it was pleasantly cold again. A second voice appeared. Both talked quietly, but apparently very insistently. Another tremor. The first voice moved a little further away from her. "What happened? Where am I? ”Lany wondered to herself.
After a while she decided to open her eyes a crack, maybe to get some more information about her situation.
She was in a room. It was darkened and smelled a little musty. "If I'm dead - where am I then?"
The bed Lany lay on wasn't particularly big, but at least it was nice and soft. She felt for her things under the covers, because she felt the roughness of the cover quite clearly all over her body. "Oh God! I'm naked !!! ”Lany was overcome by her usual panic within seconds. Where are my clothes
She tried her own breathing technique, which she learned from Dr. Simmons had learned to calm down as unobtrusively as possible. Since she still didn't know where she was and especially with whom, that was probably the best tactic.
Despite Lany's inner turmoil, she managed to appear completely calm and unmoved on the outside. When steps approached her again, she even managed - despite the slightly opened eyelids - not to blink and thus go unnoticed.
At first she saw only a silhouette approaching through the open door. The person entering was not particularly tall, and yet her physique was rather stocky. When this person was standing next to Lany on the bed, she realized that it was an elderly woman with a bowl in her hands.
The woman made a rather worried expression and felt Lany's forehead with her small hand. "What's going on here?" Lany still couldn't understand it. She just couldn't get hold of her thoughts, and with them her memories, and when they flashed, she couldn't hold them. "Damn!"
But somehow Lany must have shrugged, because suddenly the old lady spoke to her very urgently. Now there was no other way - she had to open her eyes and face the new reality.
The old woman was beside herself. Her eyes beamed at Lany as if she were a particularly great Christmas present. And she kept talking, and on and on, and faster and faster, in that strange language that the captain of this charter plane had already spoken. At least Lany believed it was the same language.
When Lany just looked at her in disbelief with her big green eyes, she stumbled a little. As quickly as she had spoken, the old woman suddenly turned on her heels and ran out of the room.
Meanwhile Lany could still hear her shouting something until she suddenly fell silent. Now only a low whisper could be heard. Shortly afterwards the old woman returned. She had another person with her - a man. He stood in the doorway while the woman walked up to Lany again and sat on the edge of the bed. "Aha, hence the tremors earlier."
The old lady said something to the man who apparently did not really dare to enter the room. "What kind of look was that?" Lany thought she had just seen something like displeasure or distrust in his eyes.
But just as quickly as that look came, it was gone again. Had he even been there, or had something played a visual prank on her?
Now the man started moving too. The whole time Lany could only make out his contours because she had to blink at the bright light that penetrated through the doorway. But now she almost took her breath away.
A tall, very attractive man stood in front of her. His hair was cut short. A few curls could be seen here and there. He had a three-day beard, and as she could now see, still had a rather detached look stapled in the face.
When the old woman saw Lany's expression, she too looked in the man's direction. And her look spoke volumes.
It only took another moment, then he finally looked a little friendlier. Even if the old woman was satisfied now, it seemed to Lany as if he had had to dig deep inside himself for the friendliness that had now emerged.
Everything was calm again. Well, insofar as one could speak of calm in a jungle. A couple of monkeys scurried by right next to Warren's house and other animals relaxed more and more. The danger was over - for now.Lany sat very still and listened for the noises that were so completely different and yet somehow familiar. She just didn't know why. Also, she only realized now that she was still clinging to Warren. She hadn't felt so safe with anyone since early childhood. And either Warren was asleep by now or he was enjoying the quiet get-together with her too. She couldn't really imagine the latter, however. Because it was only too obvious that he hadn't wanted to take her with him in the first place. It was only because Rosa had told him, no, even ordered, that she was here now.Lany still couldn't believe what almost happened. Of course it was dangerous in the jungle. She had already realized that when she booked the trip. But then being co
While Rosa was finishing her report, one of the two always listened for the noises outside the bar. Not that this stranger secretly overheard her and found out that Rosa knew more than she had told him. But nothing could be heard. He really seemed to have gone to his quarters. Better for him - they decided.It was only early morning when he woke up in that shabby little room, in the shabbier bed. But what do you not endure to achieve your goal? The first rays of sun fell through the dirty window and he decided that he had waited enough. True to the motto: Only the early bird catches the worm, he dressed and went down to the reception. He hoped that there would at least be breakfast here that wouldn't give you one or the other unpleasant bowel disease.When he got downstairs, he was surprised that someone was actually already working here. A young woman stood behind the counter, leafing through a tattered newspaper. He asked for breakfast and
He headed straight for her. His hunger had not yet been satisfied. But he had to make sure the young woman was okay. He'd already suspected it wasn't a good idea to leave her here all alone. And he really hadn't moved very far. Warren came to a stop right in front of his bed, in front of Lany. She seemed to be in shock because she did not move, but sat upright and still breathed - "Thank gods" -. That was really close. He should have been fucking careful. But this wouldn't have happened in the first place if he hadn't taken her with him. "What a damn crap !!!"Warren didn't even dare touch Lany, let alone speak to her. He just stood motionless in front of her for a while. When she still didn't move, he tried a little push. "Ms. Briscott? ... Lany? Are you all right? ”Hm, somehow he had just experienced it recently. And again she began to move very slowly and finally looked in his direction."Warren? Warren, what just happened? Lany's v
There was no sound as the huge big cat moved smoothly through the underbrush. Everyone in her immediate area knew she was hunting. All of their potential victims had retired to their hiding places so as not to end up as their snack.Quietly and very skillfully, four huge black paws made their way through the forest. In between the panther stopped and listened. It was a magnificent animal. Bigger and stronger than its other kind and as black as the blackest night. Anyone who caught such an animal among all the poachers would have cared for for his life. But until now no one had ever caught him. The big cat didn't miss the slightest sound. High above him he heard the monkeys scurrying softly through the branches. Shortly before him, a little mouse ran quickly into its cave. And again and again a very special scent rose in his nose, but he seemed to feel that he was not allowed to follow it. Therefore, he moved purposefully in the opposite direction.
Lany was getting more and more tired. She stumbled the whole time and fell every few meters over the numerous roots that so "helpful" stretched out of the ground towards her. She didn't even know how long they had been wandering through this forest and still they hadn't reached Warren's camp. Maybe he was lost? After all, she couldn't put one foot in front of the others and just turned over from exhaustion.“Oh man, I was just missing that. Such a crap. Why couldn't I just leave her with Rosa. Then this guy would have found her! So what? What is it to me? In any case, I would have finally had my peace. But no, I had to play the great hero. I really had to take her with me, and now? ”While Warren shouldered the exhausted Lany, he mumbled to himself and didn’t let any good hair on himself. It annoyed him too much and he just couldn't understand what had made him want to help this woman and finally take her with him.She was s
Finally Lany looked in the direction of the door and saw that Rosa had just entered the hallway and bolted the door. She came up to them both and looked worriedly at Lany. Then Rosa turned her gaze to Warren alone for a moment and then, without saying a word, moved to the other, locked door to open it. After entering the small room herself, she waved to Warren and Lany and pointed to another door in that room. Warren gave her a briefly startled expression, but it vanished as quickly as it had appeared. Maybe Lany was just wrong about that. Rosa whispered something to Warren before letting them both outside through the door just shown.They seemed to be at the back of the building now and it seemed that Warren knew exactly what to do. Lany followed without resisting. They were moving fast so Lany could barely keep up with him. And since it was already dark, Warren was careful to keep them in the shadows. Nobody should discover them, nobody should even suspect that they had jus