[ WP ] You are a child lost in a jungle . Something is hunting you .

`` Where's Jason''. His mother's pronouncement interrupted the families' jungle tour. His parent's instantly became frantic, disturbing the peaceful, yet ominous, feeling of the jungle with screams of his name. 
 
 The screams were useless. They were in the nucleus, surrounded by trees and bushes to stifle the sound. His father wanted to run off the trail to search for his son, but one of the rangers leading the tour stopped him. The trail was relatively dangerous, and there used to be four rangers. However, due to recent budget cuts, now only two rangers served as tour guides. 
 
 `` You need to stay here sir. I'll take the group back to the cabin, and my partner can search for your son,'' the ranger said. It took some convincing, but eventually the father agreed to go back with the rest of the group. The ranger's exchanged a morbid glance before departing. 
 
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 The young child wandered nervously around the jungle. The ranger's pace was too fast for his little legs, and he lost the group. Tears filled his eyes and his stomach tied in knots as he realized his parents were long gone. The rustling of the leaves under his feet started him with each step. 
 
 Although the boy was young, he was perceptive far beyond his years. He began to realize that that the crackling of the leaves was far too loud to be caused by a boy of his weight. This epiphany stopped him in his tracks, and he nervously observed his surroundings. He was petrified. He wanted to scream for his parents, but was worried his yelps would draw an unwanted response. 
 
 After a while, the boy continued his trek. The sound followed him. At this point, the Jason was covered in a nervous sweat. He decided to throw caution to the wind. He began to sprint towards a large hill, but tripped over a branch as he ran down. He quickly tumbled towards the bottom. The hunter continued after his prey. 
 
 The fall was not too serious. A few bruises and cuts were the only evidence of the boy's misstep. Jason got up and took in the nature around him. He was standing over a river. The sound of the running water along with the bird's melodic songs soothed his nerves. He leaned over and saw his reflection in the water and temporarily forgot his unfavorable predicament. 
 
 Then he heard the familiar sound of footsteps behind him. 
 
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 When the deer saw the little lost boy he was intrigued, not many human visitors came to this part of the jungle. He tried to be sly when he followed the boy, but when Jackson stopped, he knew he startled him. The deer wanted to communicate to the boy that there was no reason to be scared, but knew he could n't. When the boy began sprinting, the deer majestically stalked him to the hill. However, the hill was too steep for the old deer, and he came to a halting stop at the top. As he watched the young boy tumble down, he was startled when another human being rushed passed him. 
 
 The older man chased the boy down to the river. He was only about thirty, although his graying hair would lead you to believe otherwise. His body was numb. He did n't want to do this, but he knew he had no choice. He already had a son at home and twins on the way. His wife just lost her job, and no one was hiring a women 6-months pregnant. They all depended on him to provide, and if he could n't do that, what would the point of his life be? 
 
 He saw the boy looking over the edge of the river. It was perfect to get the job done. It would look like an accident caused by the shortage of authority figures in the dangerous jungle. He cautiously stepped forward. He was unable to swallow and spit was building in his mouth. The water was constraining his breathing. This inability to get air caused his body to shake violently. 
 
 The boy turned around at the last second. It was too late. The much more powerful man pushed him into the river. The boy hit his head on a rock, knocking him unconscious. It was a quick painless death. 
 
 The ranger watched the boy float away with a feeling of pride and relief. 
 

