Chapter 4 : Idol Hands
I guess sometime in the night while I was sleeping, Waiata made his way to my camp. Maybe he followed my scent or something. He made a few noises, on purpose I think, and I awoke. Still not to sure about how friendly his intentions were I moved slowly, so not to startle him.
I got out of my lean-to and started my fire. Even though the thought did cross my mind that Waiata might not like fire, as most wild animals, I needed one. I sat there and watched for a while, until the sun came up actually. Waiata just stood there, looking at me. It was like a stand off of some kind.Finally I guess he gave in to nature, and used the bamboo bathroom. I wondered if he thought he was marking his territory. That was the same area I did my business. After he had finished he actually walked in my direction. I thought for a moment I would get some interaction, he did not seem grumpy in anyway, nor intimidating anymore. Then he turned and climbed up the coconut tree. I let out the breath I had not realized I was holding.
When Waiata fell asleep there it got me thinking. I decided to move my camp over to where Spaulding was. It was more protected over there, and a little nicer too. I had everything moved quicker than I thought, and even Waiata helped when he woke from his very short nap. I thanked Waiata for his help. I thought maybe if he could poke a hole in a coconut, maybe he could learn a basic language. I could communicate with him a little at least. I had to go out again, I still needed a rope for my raft, and maybe just to continue looking around for random things that might help.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 5 : The Eye That BindsI walked to the next clearing, which I had dubbed "Broken Wings" because of the wreckage. I was going to sort through these items a little more in detail. Pick up anything that might do me good.
I did not find too many items that were usable, but still a good enough amount to satisfy curiosity. One thing I did find that really stuck out was a bright blue jewel. Actually it appeared to be the same shape as the hole in Spauldings head. I was excited to see if that is where it came from. A new urge came over me and I wanted to leave, but I still had one pile of junk to go through. That proved helpful, there were quite a few pieces of metal that I would be able to use for something. Maybe not my raft, but something.
By the time I got back to my camp, the sun had set. I could still see well by the moonlight though. Spaulding stood out, as if beckoning me toward him. Mindlessly I went. I pulled out that beautiful blue gem and judged the size in comparison to the hole in Spaulding. It seemed the same shape. Gingerly I placed that gem into the socket. Then I looked at it. It was a little crooked, so I straightened it.
Spaulding let out a horrible green smoke. Boy did it stink. When the smoke disapparated enough for me to breath without inhaling it, I said "Well EXCUSE YOU Spaulding!" I started to laugh, but then a very bad feeling came over me. I was going to be sick. I tried to swallow it down, but I was ill, there was no getting around it. That smoke had done something to me.
Knowing it would probably not help against weird island illness brought on by carved idols, I took a small swim. I had thought maybe if I washed of the remains of whatever Spaulding squirted out, it would help. It did not. After my swim I felt even more horrible. Maybe a rest would make me feel like myself again.
Try as I might, I could not fall asleep. I was too sick. I had to find something to help, or someone. I decided to explore a little more, see if I could find anything. I walked through some trees that I had not been through before. What I saw made me take and hold a breath. It was beautiful. There was a house! Well maybe more of a shack, but still. It seemed unoccupied, and looked like it had been that way for a while. It was set next to a beautiful lagoon, complete with waterfall. It really was lovely.
I was just about to enter the shelter when I noticed a pile of junk at the base of the stairs. I went through it and grabbed what I might be able to use. Up the stairs I went, and wouldn't you believe it, the first thing that met my eye was a medical kit. Eagerly I went to it, and opened the lid. There were band aids, ointment, and a wrapping of some kind. There was also a bottle of liquid. I turned the bottle in my hand and read the label. "Anti-toxin : Cures most diseases" Slightly unsure, but feeling even more horrible than I did ten minutes prior, I opened the cork and downed the liquid. It felt as if I had swallowed a handful of prickers. My stomach turned over and I fell to the floor. I guess I passed out then, because that is the last thing I remember of that. I have no idea how long I had been out of it, but when I came to, I felt awesome. I had been cured, I just knew it. I was so energized and ready to go. I thought of Waiata, like I said, I had no idea how long I was asleep. Was it still the same night? I went back to my camp to see how my friend was doing. Waiata was fine. Though he did make a big mess of my camp. It did seem like it was still the same night that I left. Maybe I was not asleep long. The first thing I am going to do in the morning is move. I have given up the idea of rescue coming to me, and if I was stuck here until I could get off the island on my own, I might as well be comfortable.