In A Passage
A/N: just a tale of a traveller getting confused in a place she’s stuck in.^^
Word Count: 725
TW: None
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Trekking on a grassy path, an adventurer focused on where it might lead her to. Her boots crunched on broken wooden twigs. A stuffy scent surrounded her while monkey shrieked from above. Vines hung together, connected in random shambles.
She better not be trapped in here for long, she thought, grumbling curses under her breath. All thanks to a faulty engine.
For weeks, the adventurer had been looking forward to an expedition. To an unknown place, where she might uncover lost secrets.
However, after her airplane went awry, she got here in a crash landing. As the only passenger, she had been the only person to get injured. If any other people have been involved, there might have been bloodshed.
At least, she had brought emergency supplies for this sort of scenario. She might have been complete toast if she didn't.
Perhaps, she should have taken land transportation instead of air. Now the more she really thought about, the more she regretted taking a plane.
For a deserted jungle, plants sprawled across the land into different directions. Scattered with pebbles and fronds. Vines laying on branches or hanging down. As if someone thrashed the entire area in a frenzied state of rampage.
Yikes. The adventurer grimaced, repressing a shudder.
She had to find a way out before things got bad.
And while she had been prepared for this specific scenario, it didn't mean she could avoid accidents. For all she knew, she might get attacked by an animal, who was angry at her intrusion.
The adventurer ducked her head as she moved big leaves aside. She spotted a rocky cliffside, which blocked a portion of sunlight. She sensed jungle air, slipping over a leaf.
Grabbing onto a branch, she tried to find her balance once more.
A tapping noise dropped into a slow rhythm then disappeared just as fast.
Huh? What was that?
Arching a brow, she ambled on a path where it repeated, and rested a hand at her utility belt. She strained her ears to hear it.
It reverberated through trees as if it belonged to the sound of light. As if inviting her to check what it was. Nonetheless, she accepted it. This could be a clue for something. If anything at all.
When she reached to a clear land, she blinked at what she found.
On top of a small cliff, water rushed down onto a clear pond. It reflected a long streak of sunlight. Rippling as it splashed over it, tapping like raindrops.
Deflating at the sight, she frowned and shook her head. Just water, apparently.
If the adventurer had a map for this place, she could navigate easier. Instead she had one for a place, which she originally planned to go but didn't. All she could rely on were her keen instincts and paths of this jungle.
She cracked her knuckles, taking a heavy breath. Her limbs turned heavy and her eyelids almost snapped shut. She shrugged her bag off her back, tossing it onto the ground.
Okay, maybe she should get some sleep before losing her mind.
As she prepared a makeshift bed, she stretched her arms, and yawned. This could be her little hide-out from predators. She pulled out a wide sleeping bag, settling it beside a tree. She should keep her bag with her. Or else, someone might steal her equipment.
No more equipment meant lesser chances of surviving.
By sunrise or midnight, she could try to search for food and water. She was going to be here for a while, so she should look after herself. This journey required energy, after all.
There had to be a road or some sort of place, where she could call for a transportation. Without any signal around, her phone proved to be useless.
As the sun started dipping low in the horizon, it's reflection disappeared from the pond. She moved into a sleeping bag, adjusting herself. She lifted her stare upwards, keeping her arms behind her head.
What a sight, she thought in awe.
If the adventurer actually managed to find a way out or get rescued, she would sleep afterwards. If she kept on going, she might gradually be free from this gruesome experience. She had her equipment, they could assist her with this predicament.
Until then, she might as well remain stuck in this compacted jungle.
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