A Floridian Arrvial

"Okay, let's put them on," September said, as she and the others then strapped it around their backs.

As for me, Nikki put it on me and helped me with the straps. "You sure you're gonna be okay?" she asked. "It's a parachute," I chuckled, as I tried to act tough. But the truth was, I was scared.

But I knew I had to do this. So, with that, we all jumped off.

The wind splashed against my face, as I freefell towards the ground. But then, the parachute opened and I was slowly drifting down.

As I looked up, I saw Nikki and the others following close behind me. And as we landed on the ground, I let out a sigh of relief.

We made it. But now, we need to find a way off this island. If we were even on an island anymore, that is.

"Okay, can we get a GPS up in here?" Malachi asked as he looked around. "I think we're a little bit lost."