Shean & Jenny
Dark Space
The wind slowly felt smashed on his face and tickled his ears as if there was a whisper from him far away, there was a longing that lasted 87 days since I set foot on the uninhabited island and went about my own days. Although there are many things I can do on this island, I am still not used to it.
This time I buried the bodies of two crew members who died in a massive storm that destroyed the ship we were aboard. So far there have been 19 bodies that I found and one of them is Paul, a fellow researcher who also depends on his ideals on the trip that time, if at that time Paul did not wake me up, he said, maybe at this time I was also lifeless and ended up like the beginning of another axe that died rotting stranded somewhere or became the food of marine predators.
Some of the things I collected from the crew, such as clothes, shoes, a small notebook, a knife and a one-handed gun as much as two pieces that still left a few bullets.
“May you be calm in nature there.what you leave, I will use as well as possible” My words on the navel of all the ship captains I know during the trip.
Since the shipwreck, I have mapped the island which if I calculate based on my height of 174 then the area of this island is about 23 KM-25 KM maybe also more. It took me 40 days to measure it and not every day I do because having to meet the needs of life is not very easy to get it.
“I'd better go back to gua” I muttered due to the scorching heat that was so stinging.
I brought four snapper-sized adult calves, that was enough to fill my stomach until tomorrow. The meat is savory and more delicious when burned gives a distinctive taste and this has become my favorite food since being on the island.
After all, I also live near the forest that daily collects medicinal plants to sell to the market, if lucky I will get a deer or a partridge. Thanks to that experience all I can survive and meet the nutritional needs of my body.
It occurred to me, if one day I was free from this bad situation, I would invite Elaine to live alone on this island and spend time only two until later old. It's so beautiful my imagination, I imagine every day we look for medicinal plants or fish, fishing, you can also grow wheat to enjoy a warm bun with the meat soup that Elaine used to make in our kitchen hut in France.
Night is a time to rest and make fun like a pair of lovers, spoiled or just chatting and enjoying herbal tea lit by oil lamps and the beautiful face looks so very charming makes me want to immediately take a seat and lay her body on the mattress and then fall asleep until morning.
“Elaine, I love you so much my” whispers to the silence I am feeling right now.
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After checking some traps I had placed hidden behind the grass, I entered the mouth of the cave and as a security, I, I made pointed spears from wood that I stacked as a security so that no wild animals dare to enter the area of my cave, as well as the other paths.
Ever since my battle with the wild tiger, I began to think about safety, because the animal had been the ruler of the island for decades, and I don't know how many there are nor can they be sure because they are always in the interior of the forest and maybe at this time no one will dare to approach the cave.
There is a part of the cave that became my shelter, from the mouth of the cave it is jutting to the right like a room in general. I put some stuff in there and made a webbing of coconut leaves for my bed so as not to touch the cold of the cave especially at night.
Since the discovery of this cave, I have been researching and I recorded parts of the cave walls filled with reliefs in the form of symbols that I have never seen in my entire life. Perhaps this is a language of ancient civilizations that have not been recorded in history.
This time I tried to menela’ah further in some parts that have not been recorded. There was no other room, it was just a long hallway that was then connected to the north outer door, I checked it several times and found no other room.
I climbed higher to see more clearly than the part of the wall that was filled with scribbles in the form of symbols. Groping every symbol that exists, which seems to be written by black ink, in some symbols have faded due to inedible age but can still be a little visible.
So beautiful is every indentation of what is written, like a language of a sublime civilization from thousands perhaps hundreds of thousands of years ago. Unfortunately, I do not have the ability to interpret symbol language. Perhaps if I were to hand over this document, in my country someone could interpret it and lead from the symbol to a great discovery.
I roamed even further and then I recorded the exact same shape as the original into a notebook. My footing faltered as strong winds pushed my body against the fragile part of the wall.
Bughhhhhh
I felt like I had fallen very deep into a dark hole there was not the slightest crack of light shining through. Crumpled this body, I can not move a single limb and immediately limp and then lost consciousness.
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“Errrrghh” I felt pain all over my body full of bruises and wounds, I tried to get up and rest on the stone wall that felt moist and cold. I walked down this dark alley. Feeling dizzy and also nauseous, there was a foul smell that burst out my nose, completely rotten.
“Where is this?” my spoken.
I saw in the distance a glimmer of light coming in from behind the crack of the stone wall, I tried to take a slow step until I arrived at the light source.
A giant device, 3 times the length of a human size maybe 4, I don't know for sure. It might just be a treasure chest, or it might be a corpse because the source of the foul scent seemed to come from there.
I looked carefully at each corner of the rectangular object with very precise sides and there were beautiful carvings that adorned the surroundings. My feelings are raging erratically. One side I want to know the contents of this chest, but on the other hand I fear there are bad things in it that could be disastrous for me.
Long time I was silent trying to observe this big thing in front of me. Although I am sure there is something extraordinary in it but I do not immediately open it. From the experience of archaeologists in my country, there are several traps or poisons contained in a historical relic. Maybe it was a way to keep things out of the hands of greedy people who were about to plunder.
I saw a ladder on the right wall, a very long staircase leading up. It was a ladder that could be used to head towards the top of the cave. I'm not worried about getting stuck in this place and confused to go to my place at the top.
Because I could not stand the smell that was getting stinging, I decided to go to the stairs and leave this place, I should try to examine it again tomorrow morning, because I saw the ruins of a large pole that was destroyed scattered. I don't want to be rash and end up threatening my own life.
Right now in addition to exploring the place, I also have an obligation to stay alive for the woman I love waiting there. I'm not gonna waste my life just on something that's not much more valuable than Elaine.
I need careful preparation, because even being here is enough to make my head dizzy and several times I resist vomiting because of the stinging aroma, breathing is also very difficult because of the damp and cold places.
I had not been able to go to the stairs, my eyes were diverted by an object that glittered in the light from the stone slit.
The round object that resembled an urn was lying on the floor, no bigger in size than the water container I used to use at home as big as the grip of both hands.
What makes me interested is the material used in the urn is made of a layer of gold that is quite thick and there are beautiful motifs around it with the engraving of the lotus flower symbol blooming in the middle.
I was amazed by what I saw, in addition to the very beautiful motif, the work was very neat and sturdy for a gold urn that is usually thin but this material is quite thick, but it is quite thick, what kind of technology can make things like this, even in the present day no craftsman is able to make the same thing.
As soon as I turned my eyes around, but there was nothing else there, only rubble with the rubble of the building scattered on the floor. Tomorrow I will cobs carefully again with more careful preparation.
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