Rodger clutched his phone tightly in hopes that someone retrieved his distress signal from deep within the Kakadu Jungle. Sweat drizzled down his forehead as he plunged through the thick terrain of evergreen extending bushes. Licking his lips occasionally to take in the last of his bodily fluids. His face was bright red with signs of an allergic reaction that had taken place due to the bug bites he was getting. The sounds of the jungle terrified him, yet he kept walking with pure faith that he would make it. His Safari Camo Jungle Vest was unfortunately no use to his situation. What once held flare sticks and safety aid items was now torn to shreds by a vicious creature whom claws reached the lengths of a grown man’s pointer finger. Rodger barely escaped the …show more content…
He slowly tried to stand up in order not to disturb the beast, but just as he was fully upright his stocker appeared staring intently into his eyes. The jet black creature with eyes of headlight yellow extended his claws observing the predicament that Rodger was in. His only thoughts were to run and that’s exactly what he did. With his bloody feet, swollen face, and racing heart, he ran never looking back and unfortunately never looking ahead. He could hear the pounding of the creatures’ claws and the snarl of the adult gator both on the heels of his feet ready to attack. Rodger ran blindly along the river, tagging along the predators of the jungle with him. All of a sudden he heard the noise of a great fall of water. He looked over his shoulder and saw that they were still on his trail. He stopped just at the water’s edge with a plan to trick the beast into their death. Just as they were five feet from him the phone that Rodger carried vibrated in his pocket, causing him to be thrown off his guard, therefore when both creatures attacked they all fell to their doom down the