"I can live with being on a small boat with no privacy for seven long days, the sun turning me into a lobster girl, and mosquitoes feasting on me, I really can," Emma informed the closest passenger beside her, a twenty something year old lady who she had gotten into a discussion few hours ago after the plane had taken off the tarmac in England. "But I swear to you, if I hear one more complaint or disgusting sexual innuendo from Mr. I’m-So-Hot-Every-Woman-Should-Bow-Down-To-Me, I’m just going to shove the idiot overboard. His constant licking his lips and saying he likes the idea of mother and daughter gives me the creeps."Emma cast a glance of pure loathing at Miles, the annoying idiot in question. She’d met a lot of narcissistic pigs while in her seventeen years old life, and a few at the college, even in high school amongst her peers, but he took the cake. He was a great brute of a man, with wide shoulders, a barrel chest and an attitude of superiority that irked Emma. Even if sh
According to Annabel, Miles and his two fellow mining engineers had been in the village prepping a trip to the edge of the Andes in Peru, in search of potential new mines for the corporation they worked for. Two men researching a supposedly extinct plant had arrived from Europe seeking a guide to go up a mountain in the Andes as well. An archaeologist and his two grad students were heading to the Andes looking for a rumored lost city of the Cloud People-the Chachapoyas. All of them had decided to pool their resources and travel upriver together. Two of the guides, the archaeologist and his students and three porters would be in the lead boat soon after they landed, just ahead of them with a good deal of the supplies. Trapped on the plane’s first class with eight strangers, Emma didn't feel safe. She wished the plane could land already, where they could go their separate ways.Annabel shrugged. "It's a little too late for me for second thoughts. I made the decision to travel together
Emma took a breath. At this late date, she wasn't going to resort to violence over sexual harassment no matter how much of an ass the man was. She could ignore Miles until they went their separate ways. He was the least of her problems now."I thought he was supposed to be so experienced," Emma mentioned to Annabel a few minutes later, her voice equally as soft. "They claim to be mining engineers who've traveled to the Andes countless times, but I'm betting they flew over the peaks and called that going into the rain forest. They probably don't have anything at all to do with mining."Annabel gave a quick nod of agreement, warmth lighting her eyes all the same. "If they think this is bad, wait until we get into the jungle. They'll be falling out of their hammocks and forgetting to check each morning for venomous bugs crawling into their boots."Emma couldn't help but smile at the thought. The three engineers were supposedly from a private company seeking prospective mines in the miner
Annabel shuddered violently, but she didn't make a sound. Her skin turned bright red, as a thousand tiny bites swelled into fiery blisters. Gary rummaged through a satchel he carried and drew out a small vial. He began smearing the clear liquid over the bites. It wasn't a small job as there were so many. Jubal held the woman’s arms pinned so that she couldn't scratch at the maddening itch spreading like waves across her body.Emma clutched the woman’s hand tightly, murmuring nonsense. Her previous suspicions came roaring back to life. The tiny little midges had gone straight for her friend. She didn’t know why, and it was troubling her. Hadn’t they come for her? She turned aside to thank the old woman who had somehow saved them in a way from the weird insects whose abode were in the rainforest but she was shocked when she didn’t see the woman.She could also see the shock on Gary’s face, although the man refused to comment. What the hell! Emma cussed. She thought she had left all for
Annabel nodded and swallowed the pills, chasing them with water. "Don't trust anyone, Emma. Any one of these people can be our enemy. We must go our own way as soon as possible."Emma bit her lip, refraining from saying anything at all. She needed time to think. She was seventeen years old, to be eighteen by tomorrow, but she had never felt terrified as she was now. First, it was the county where she had found out that paranormals like werewolves and witches were real, and now this. She had no idea what to think again. Even though she thought that Annabel was so delirious to the extent of referring to her as her daughter, she couldn’t help the feeling that there might be a hint of truth in what the latter had said. Her instincts were never wrong. But it scared her the most. Evil in the mountains?? What mountain and what is the evil?She wished she could turn back time. She wouldn’t have offended her father to warrant him throwing her far off to England for her studies. That way, she
Emma shrugged. "That's understandable. Practically everything in the rain forest is out for your blood. I've heard the rumors, of course, and Annabel told me that it wasn't the Incas who destroyed the Cloud People, or the Spanish. The locals and descendents whisper of a great evil who murdered in the night, sucking the life from them and turning families against one another. The Cloud People were fierce in battle and gentle in their home life, but they supposedly succumbed one by one or fled the village to the Incas. When the Incas came to conquer the forest people, apparently most of the warriors were already dead. It's rumored that the Incas living here suffered the same fate as the ones killed by the marauding evil. Their bravest warriors died first.""That's not in the history books," Ben said.Still, she had the feeling he wasn't surprised, that he'd heard that whispered version. There were many more stories, of course, each more frightening than the other. Tales of bloodless vic
“I knew we were definitely entering the world of the rain forest, the lush jungle of mystery that only deepened and became more dangerous with each passing second. The river narrowed, and the air grew still with the dark pungent scents of the deep rain forest. I had recognized the signs. Soon, the river would be impossible to navigate. I had said to my partner then. They would be forced to abandon the boats and tramp through the forest on foot. Unlike many places in the rain forest where it was easy to walk because very little could live on the forest floor without too much light, this area was dense. I'd traveled extensively, but the smells and the stillness of this place was a thing I’d found nowhere else on earth. Unlike any of her previous visits, this time I felt a little claustrophobic.” Annabel was saying, recounting one of her trips to Emma. Been nodded along. He had been there too. The first they had met. He said."Yes, I swear the jungle was alive that day." Ben said, chuckli
“Ben had seemed much more knowledgeable about the rain forest and the tribes occupying it. He'd done extensive research and had come prepared. He spent a lot of time talking to the guides and porters, asking questions and trying to learn from them. The archaeologist and his students were very excited and seemed completely oblivious to the tension running through the camp, although I had noticed they were uneasy at night, sitting close to the fire. They seemed driven, amicable and very focused on their mission. They had seemed young and naive, even the professor, who was in his late fifties.” Annabel continued with the tale which she said had a morale for Emma at the end of it all. Emma felt a little sorry for all three archaeologists, that they were so clueless, that they had fallen under Annabel’s pity radar.She glanced toward Mile. She didn't like the way he whispered and sent surreptitious glances toward Annabel's satchel which she never let go even when she was bitten by the ins