We meet back up with Weyln who had already found Francois washed ashore. The four of us search the shore line for other survivors. In the piles of debris, and bodies, we find Henry, and Jack. From there we go south, and find Davy, the last surviving crew member.
After concluding that no one else had survived the crash, we decided to split into groups to gather supplies, in hopes that we would survive the night.
I was paired up with Weyln and Cutler, and we set off into the jungle in search of food. As we wandered around I got an overwhelming feeling to split off from the group, and to search off of the path. The further we went into the jungle the stronger the feeling became. I soon found myself splitting off from Weyln, and Cutler.
I walked in what felt like a trance, to a clearing in the jungle. A large pool of crystal blue water took up the majority of the clearing.