13 Survival Training 2 (2/2)
To them, the food rations were not enough at all. They had to scavenge for food or steal food from other students. There were only two choices.
”There should be brats who choose to plunder others. They'll probably end up making a special group.”
Han was at a disadvantage. It had not been long since Han had transferred into class B. He didn't belong to any factions.
Han surveyed his surroundings and walked deeper into the island. There were too many watchful eyes at shore and the wind was too strong.
While Han looked for a place to camp, the day fell into complete darkness. Han looked for a place where the morning dew would not condense.
Han crunched down on a bite of his rock hard chocolate bar. Sweetness filled his mouth. He wanted to eat more but he suppressed his urges.
”Help,”
Han stopped walking and looked around. He heard a faint voice from somewhere. The voice seemed familiar. Han focused once more to locate the source of the voice.
”Please, anyone help.”
The sound of sobbing was mixed in with his plea for help. Han quietly followed the voice.
'Is it from above?'
Atop a tall tree, the parachute lines had tangled into a huge mess. Just below, a dark skinned fellow could be seen hanging. It was Kuro.
”Ha-Han?”
Tears streamed from Kuro's eyes as he stared toward Han.
Han let out a sigh and let down his guard.
Kuro's parachute lines were tangled into the tree branches. He didn't have enough strength to get himself out of this situation.
”What happened to your knife?”
”I was trying to cut the rope when I dropped it. I don't even see where I dropped it.”
Han looked up into the tree. He observed Kuro's parachute and backpack. His backpack looked empty.
”Someone already passed here, didn't they? They didn't bother saving you and abandoned you here, right? Did they take your food rations?”
Kuro nodded. Han scratched his head. He helped to cut him free with the sharp knife provided.
Kuro plopped onto the ground bottom first. He massaged his arms and legs that had been strangled by the string all this time.
”Han, you saved my life.”
Han didn't bother to reply. He took out the chocolate he had eaten and snapped off a piece for Kuro.
”Eat. You should be hungry.”
”That's your food ration.”
”It's okay. Nobody dies from starving for a week. After remaining in Ark, my body is very healthy and well balanced so I can take this much.”
Kuro looked blankly towards Han. Other children had stolen Kuro's food rations, but Han had not only saved his life but also shared his food.
”Thank you.”
Kuro said with an honest heart. Han plainly observed the surroundings. Han had abandoned his parachute in the ocean, but Kuro's was still fully intact.