Everyone was on the ground, gasping for air. They had just escaped to what they thought was a new life.
Finally, relaxing time. My heart beat as fast as a cheetah for the past month.
If there was anything learned so far, it was to not to get our hopes up.
That night, what seemed to be a volcano from the center of the island had erupted, sending heated rocks out flying, on of which had hit someone. Minho called a meeting.
As you may know, there was a volcano eruption yesterday. We will have to start building boats today incase this happens again. We can't lose another person.
As they were working all day and night long, the same volcano was heard. This time, lava started pouring down it's side. Luckily, they escaped, but soon afterwards, the water around them turned dark.
Without warning, Minho curiosity took over and he peeked his head under water. This is what he saw. A giant eel who had noticed the motion was darting toward him.
The boat Minho was on had broke and everyone was swimming to the nearest boat. Once on, Minho noticed something. Someone was still in the water. Another act came out of nowhere. Minho jumped in the water and started punching the beast.
Minho threw a few quick punches to startle the beast and then did a bear hug to pull the person to shore. After coughing coughing for a while, this is what the Minho saw.