Literature
Chapter 3 - I Play Tag with a Cannibal
"T-this is just great," Drew grumbled through chattering teeth. "We have no boat and now we're stuck on land."
"Thanks for the recap, Drew,” I said. “I completely forgot what happened an hour ago."
"Oh, shut up you little—"
A chill breezed through and shut Drew up.
The three of us trudged forward in the woods. I was in the middle, acting as a barrier between the two. The rain came down harder every minute, preventing Drew and Clarisse from getting dry. My bag, which miraculously, or magically (miramagically?), stayed on my back during the octopus fiasco and was still dry. I guessed that that was Lou Ellen's doing, or any