Group Story 2 - The Aftermath of the Feast

He hurled himself through the closing doors, reaching the room just in time. ‘Quickly, this way.’

She stepped furtively between the bones the islanders dropped everywhere, anywhere once all the tender juicy meat was consumed.

Once well-fed the islanders promptly fell asleep, thus giving both our heroes the chance that they were waiting for. There was no need for hurry now… they acted with certainty! It was time…

… to hijack the weather-control system hidden deep in the bowels of the island. It had been chosen for its inaccessibility and imperviousness to infiltration, but the tenacity of the heroes had paid off… as well and the plumpness of the sacrificial offerings.

The heroes tugged and pulled at the weather control system. Then Bob followed one tenuous lead that looked like an electrical lead but soon morphed into a veiny root, intertwined and disappeared further into the bowels of the island.

‘OMG they’re all the same, it’s alive!’ A hermit that had been living in the underground Caves came out into the light blinking.