Zed and Claire continued having fun in the water. “Wow! This is fun!” See? They splashed each other, oblivious to the fin circling around them.
Meanwhile, Sheila and Zmed followed the old man to a cave on the other side of the island. “Just where you taking us, old man?” Zmed said, trying to look brave when, in reality, he was afraid of caves. But the old man didn’t say anything. They both followed him, stepping into the shadowy cave. They continued walking down the tunnel until there was a light in the distance. They heard voices. Sheila and Zmed looked at each other.
Back in the water, Claire noticed the fin. “Hey Zed!”
“I think we should get out of the water.”
Suddenly she was pulled underneath.
Zed looked around, confused. “Babe?”
Moments later, Claire reappeared with a splash, gasping for breath. “Whoa,” Zed said. “What happened with you?”
“I think I got bit.”
“I think it was a shark.”
Zed suddenly saw the blood in the water. “Oh shit!”
“Yeah. I don’t think it’s that bad. Let’s go and–”
Zed picked her up and ran up to the beach. As soon as he hit the sand he tossed her down and examined her wound. It was a cut on her ankle. “Aw man. Help! HELP!” But no one heard him. Larry remained by the palms, snoozing. Oh yeah, there’s a guy named Larry, but he doesn’t do much. Age unknown.
“It’s alright. I think if we just stop the blee–”
“Sh. You’re about to die.”
“Sorry, there isn’t much we can do for you. We only have so many resources. Sorry babe, you won’t be forgotten.”
“But I’m still–”
“No. It’s alright. You will be remembered, Sheila. Sh. Shhhhhh.”
“But I’m…” But Zed was always waking back towards the palms. He approached Larry.
“Hey man, where is everyone? We’ve got to bury the body. Or, I guess we could…no, we can’t eat her. Not yet. How could you even say such a thing?”
But Larry continued his snooze in the shade. Zed sighed and sat down next to him. “Man, I don’t know. I’m fairly capable. I’m a good leader, but I sometimes wonder if it’s enough…”
Claire hopped towards the two then laid down besides them. “I think if we just put some pressure on it we should be good. I’ll be up and running in no time!”
But Zed didn’t seem to notice her, lost in the reverie of thought. Larry just snored.
“So, how long have you guys been here?”
“Zmed! Seriously!” Claire pointed toward some of the women who were among the group huddled, dirty and pathetic-looking, in the cave.
“We reckon about a year,” said the old man.
“Two!” Said another cave-dweller.
“Damn. And you guys haven’t found a way off? That’s pathetic,” said Zmed.
“Hey!” Sheila stood in the middle of the cavern dwelling. “Don’t blame them for what the system has done!”
“I’m not! I’m just saying they’re fuckin’ pathetic. Come on, let’s get outta here!”
“Wait!” The old man said. Zmed stopped. “What about the birthday party?”
“What birthday?” Then he glanced over to Sheila. “Oh yeah.”
“We’ve got crabs!”
“Sorry,” Sheila said. “I don’t consume living organisms.”
“Oh, but these are dead. So we got to eat them right quick!”
“Well, just because they’re dead doesn’t mean they’re not living!”
The old man was confused.
“The dead have rights too! They can’t help being what they are!”
The old man and the rest of the cave-dwellers looked down at the dead crabs, ashamed.
“Come on Zmed. Let’s celebrate our birthday with people who are a bit more progressive when it comes to crab rights!”
Sheila cocked her head. “I’m sorry?”
Zmed sat down next to the cave-dwellers and started gnawing on one of the crabs. “I’m not going anywhere! I’m hungry! I don’t want any stupid coconuts or bananas! I’m a man! I need meat!”
“Wow, there are so many things wrong with that statement.” She glared at the rest of the sad faces in the dim cave. “You should all feel ashamed of yourselves. Disgusting. Absolutely di–”
But she was interrupted by a loud stomping. They all turned toward the tunnel and saw a shadow of what appeared to be a giant crab.
What a cliffhanger!