Chapter 12: The Cry of the Hunters: Great Friend

Chapter 12: Cry of the Hunters
Perspective: Ralph
Great friend.
Dear Manbook,

After the incident at Castle Rock, I fled of course. Jack and the savages came after me. I hid for a while, and even got some fruit. It wasn’t meat, but it was food. I found the most amazing hiding place. It was this meadow that was really beautiful. It was really serene and beautiful, but in a way, it seemed cursed. There was a pig skull on a stick that was shoved in a crack in the ground. It seemed to grin at me as I looked at it. I punched it and it broke as it hit the ground. It was strange, as the skull broke, the evil seemed to vanish.
After a little bit, I returned to Castle Rock and hid in the bushes. I saw Sameneric, so I started talking to them. Eric was a huge help, he told me what they would do if they saw me, where to hide, and he even gave me meat from their feast. It was weird seeing them as a part of Jack’s tribe. I think they joined it for a few reasons: because they got captured, because Jack has meat, because if they stayed in my tribe it would only be the 4 of us, and because they don’t think I am a good leader. As I was talking to them, Roger appeared, he was sharpening a spear which wouldn’t have sent chills down my spine, but what did, was that he was sharpening both ends. I couldn’t figure out why this would scare me, but then later on when I was running, I saw the stick that the pig’s head was on. The stick was sharpened at both ends; one for the ground and one for the head.
I ran and crouched down in the thicket, and slept. In the morning, I awoke to the sound that Eric had told me meant they had seen me. I grabbed my spear and clutched it tightly. They couldn’t get through the thicket, so they tried sending rocks down Castle Rock to squish both me, and the bushes around me so that if it missed me, it would at least help them get to me. That didn’t work very well because even if they could get within a few feet, I jabbed them with my spear. So then they started a fire to flush me out of my hiding spot. That worked, but I still escaped. I attacked a savage that was in the way of me and the forest, and then ran free. The thing that I remember the most though, was who sold me out on my hiding place. Sam told Roger and Jack where I would be hiding.
When I ran out of the forest I got a HUGE surprise. As I crawled out, I looked up and saw a white uniform. The savages were silent as they stood on the sand. At first, I didn’t even know they were there. When the officer asked who was boss, I said I was. The little red haired boy with the remains of a black cap, a distended stomach, and Piggy’s smashed up glasses in his hands stepped forward, but then he changed his mind and went back into the cordon. Percival crept forward and attempted to tell the officer his name, but all that cam e out was, “I’m, I’m.” I took responsibility for what happened on the island. In the back of my mind I knew it wasn’t really my fault for everything. I guess… I guess I was just being demure. It seemed to me that this was diddled, and that the officer was not being serious. But he was. He was disappointed in us because he thought that we would have taken better care of things, and better care of ourselves, but we didn’t so he was very disappointed. In my mind, I was blaming my self with ululation. The officer in the drill clothes said that he would get us home. We were going to get rescued, and that was the end of our adventurous, unforgettable, horrific, deadly, savage chapter in this never-ending book called life…

Signing out for the last time,

-Ralph