#13

[a_monopoly_guy]

[Flack has found a flashlight. Flack has heard about what happened last night regarding the power outage, and people maybe being stuck in the jungle. Flack is now off doing the cop thing, journal in hand, trying to see if he can help direct the medical people in the right direction.

He realizes the whole "This might be dangerous" part of the equation, but he figures if he keeps close enough to the complex, he might avoid running into some of the bigger and more dangerous island residents. However, his luck has never really been all that good.

The jungle rustles for a moment, and he snaps around, flashlight in hand, looking for the source of the sound.]

Anybody out there? Are you hurt?

[Then comes the growl that's decidedly not good, the emergence of a very big lizard, and the realization that Flack is indeed in trouble as he starts to haul ass the other way. Not that that's necessarily the best idea, because hey -- the thing could like the chase, but he's bailing anyway. Instinct is fight or flight, after all.]

Oh, son of a --

[and that smacking sound would be the sound of Flack getting tossed into a tree before he could finish that particular statement]