"The pine trees gave way to a tangled thicket of Brazilian peppers and dense ground scrub, which looked impenetrable. Roy scoured the fringes, looking for a trail or some human sign."
"Hello? You there?"
"Roy spotted a series of charred rocks encircling a layer of ashes: a campfire. He knelt by the small pit and studied the packed dirt around it. He counted half a dozen identical impressions, all made by the same set of bare feet. Concealed beneath a mat of vines he found three plastic garbage bags, each tied at the neck."
"I wasn't planning to, honest."
Roy is trapped by cottonmouth moccasins and doesn't know how to escape them. The running boy shows up and helps Roy escape the snakes.