Wilderness Survival Novels & Stories

“How do you know?” “I recognized those rustling sounds they made. Too small and too low for a human to do that.” Alex was also one of the people who taught us how to survive in the wilderness. She was a hunter back in Finland, living in a rural community with her grandfather, who was also a hunter. That was the only thing she mentioned regarding her personal history. Of course, we were vigilant of our surroundings, especially when watching out for monstrous beasts in the middle of the night. It took us months to get used to being on our own out here.

Meeting so many people and becoming allies with strong candidates weren’t things he thought would happen. Zen in the game found his resource pack. Unlike the other resource packs at the centre of the game starting point, the wilderness area’s resource pack didn’t contain weapons. It contained some rather useless essential items for survival. In a death game with a purge after four hours, the survival kit resource pack would’ve been any other mafia heir’s worst nightmare. However, this was perfect for someone like Zen. The camouflage uniform was very helpful in blending with the surroundings. He also had some rope, a pocket knife and a lighter.

The wilderness had no mercy, no preference for the strong or the weak, it was a crucible where only the vigilant endured. The following days were a blend of discipline, exploration, and adaptation. I mapped the terrain in my mind, noting the safest paths, the potential ambush points, and the sources of water and prey. I tracked deer, small predators, and even larger, more cunning wolves, testing my instincts against theirs. Every encounter was a lesson: patience, timing, awareness, and restraint. The valley had taught me endurance; the forest demanded precision.

Instructor Golen begins, interrupting my thoughts, "is how well you can blend in with nature. Remember, we're a part of it—everything you see around us isn't part of our nature. We're wild. Untamable. We're predators. Nature calls to us in many ways. If you're disgusted by the prospect of not having a bed to sleep on or taking a hot bath, you'll never survive." "But Instructor Golen," Petra begins, "why is learning to survive in the wild so important when we have everything we need right here, in our packs?" "When war hits, you must be prepared for everything. Your home is the first place your enemy will look. The wild is open but offers many hiding places. That's where you go when you're de

The flames grew bigger, louder than their wails. Ambrose kneeled on the cement. The sound of their searing flesh was music to my ears. Screams of torment echoed inside the dungeon. Daniel screamed endlessly, his body pushed on the wall. Gideon and Sage went crazy trying to put the flames out. Gideon rolled over the dirty water but it was of no use. My fire is strong and it can’t be put out by water as long as I control it, it will spread like wildfire through every pores in your skin and it will be painful enough to not let you breathe.

I learnt how to make fire with dry sticks and sharp rocks in case there wasn't any provision for lighters and matchsticks. He showed me how to avoid wild animals and keep myself safe without being eaten. He also taught me how to climb trees, ride horses, and make a tree house as a form of shelter. With his broad knowledge, I knew what to eat as an alternative in case my food supplies get exhausted. I learnt how to fish with a long , harp stick and net and also feed on small rodents and vegetables to stay alive. The most important was how to rule a pack whether I was with my mates or I was alone.

The snake just now was poisonous, if he hadn't arrived in time, she would have been bitten by a snake. Amy was pampered and overprotected by her parents. So she has no survival skills, sometimes thinking too naively. But that day, Amy dared to go into the forest alone, without forest skills, so she was attacked by wild animals. If he hadn't accidentally passed by, she would have died in the woods that day. Going into the forest is not easy. Going into the forest is easy to get lost and attacked by wild animals. So before going, you must have experience, learn carefully the terrain in the forest, and prepare full equipment, a compass, map, water, and food are indispensable.

Food is not a problem for me as I have stayed hungry for days many times in my life, but if I want to save my life, I have to persevere energy as I have lost too much blood already and it makes me weak. As if some God has heard my prayers, I find blueberries bushes out of nowhere. A smile falls on my lips and I make my way to them, before plucking some and eating them. Surprisingly, I am doing a good job at surviving right now. After eating the blueberries, I get up to move again. The sun is setting and I am sure some creature is going to attack me again in this wilderness when the night falls. I take new paths, exploring the forest, getting familiar with it and marking trees.

Cold-protection supplies like down jackets, blankets, and sleeping bags were on my priority list as well. In my previous life, it began raining heavily in the second month after the zombie outbreak. In the third month, the temperature had dropped rapidly, paving the way to a three-month blizzard that terrorized the world. The abnormal weather ended up killing a ton of survivors. If we were to polish off our food supplies during the harsh winter, we'd still have to venture out to look for supplies. Now that I was done buying the cold-protection supplies, the next thing on my checklist was fuel. Fuel was essential for survival during the harsh winter, seeing as the power supply was already cut

So instead, I begin unpacking and taking count of my supplies. Water. Food. Mostly dried. A medical kit. Flashlight. Spare batteries. Notebook. The map. A stopwatch. Several other necessities. And finally, the old research text I had spent most of the morning trying to cram into my brain. Everything appears intact. Good. At least one thing is going according to plan. Though, to be fair, there still isn't much of a plan to begin with. The truth is that I hadn't expected to get this far into the Wilds without encountering at least one monster or beast.