Here I was on the Amazon River going down river to a little unknown area looking for something like the tetsi fly..only this was a spider.. taken the venom from this spider,,refined and added other medicines..would make a non addictive pain pill..for those suffering in agony of pain this was a God send..only finding this new miracle a few months ago..this would be world breaking news..
My name is Henry Roth..I am keeping a journal day by day in this forsaken place..not knowing when I will return home or if..my colleagues are good smart people..and we all were more or less told to go on this venture..our boss a Mr.Simms said go or no job..therefore what do you do..you go!
This is what money does for you..the though of having more..we have been out on this horrid river for over a week..the trip is equally bad for all..the weather hot and humid..flies..and mosquitoes are horrendous..and we are all constantly putting some form of protection on our arms and legs to anything that is exposed..Quan our guide is equally doing the same seeing that he is from this place called the Amazon..but he has been fantastic in helping in anyway he can..without him I have no earthly idea where we would wind up..he knows the river like the back of his hand..
Sarah my wife and coworker is so worried about all this..and each day I see the look of dread..and strain..for this reason only I want to get on with this trip and get back to civilization.. I at some point did understand the trip..now I wonder..Quan seems to be worried some in his quiet way..and although he is honest and forth right I still have a sinking feeling about all combined..money is not everything why did I think so at the time..and fear of losing my job helped make this choice to go..
John is my best friend and he and I have worked together for years..all he could say was that it would be a great adventure..well I'm not to sure about all that..things are not going as planned..and we are now getting on each others nerves.. at least we know why..this unbearable heat..how could anyone actually live here..as we travel up the river we have seen a few people but now as we go deeper into the thick jungle very seldom see anyone..but I bet they see us..
Quan keeps telling the Captain of the boat to stay out in the middle of the Amazon river..do not get to close to shore..it is unsafe..well if it is unsafe in the water..what would it be on land..maybe there is a safer place up river..but it all looks the same now..hanging limbs..dark murky water..and swift currents at times..we just go with the flow of the river and keep out fingers crossed..at least we have a welcomed relief of this boat..the best money could buy..one thing I would have to give Mr.Simms credit for.. he never did spare the expense for any expedition we have ever been on..this Amazon trip no exception..we are far better off with the supplies..and Ham radio than than some who have traveled here..and we have engines for use..or can go manually..so this part of out expedition I am confident with..
This is into out second week..we want to touch base today sometime..and are counting the hours..the weather is still that horrid sticky drippy wet..but now we are getting use to the humidity somewhat..Sarah is feeling better and her spirits are higher than normal..and this gives me some relief in as much as the week before she was so worried..
Quan and the Captain keep together on the route..and they both have fell into a rhythm of knowing each others directions which is far better than the guessing on the Captains part..he has not ventured this far before on the Amazon and this in part gave for more concern with the Captain..but all is falling into place now..we are to meet with other scientists today and the sight of other people will be a welcomed blessing..
It is mid day..you can hear the birds..monkeys..and all the animal sounds...a cheetah is screaming off in the distance..as we go further we see something in the distance..it is the other boat..pulling up along side ..Quan and John board the port end..there is no one aboard..maybe they had taken the skiff and gone ashore..but the skiff is still tied along side..where could they be..
Quan and John board our boat with a puzzled look..explaining that nothing has been taken ..things seem to be in order but no one is there..this is strange no one would just go off and leave the safty of their boat..in a split second I see John slump over..he is holding his shoulder..looking at the area I see a trickle of blood form on his shirt..and examining closer I see something which looks like a thin piece of wood..whatever it was has just grazed him no penetration...he is confused and wondering what happened..Sarah runs to get the medical kit..and John is saying call for help get on the Ham radio and send for air lift..I run to the upper deck calling for the Captain but he is no where in sight or shouting distance he has vanished..
Sarah is screaming now..and on returning to the lower deck I see Quan with a white glazed look..noticing that he is leaning to the right..and before I can catch him he falls over the bow side of the boat..John is saying we are being attached..dragging Sarah by the hand and going to the aft..I pick up the Ham radio..this is KY235..calling for emergency air lift..after a couple attempts I receive an answer..this is Calloway 255 and receiving you loud and clear..can you give directions..John has finally made it to us and in trying to explain direction..we finally hear on our wave..emergency lift..this is Calloway 255 over and out..
Now if we can just hold on until the flight is here..we muster our guns..and set all in order..so far nothing..we go below..and prepare for the worst..Sarah is crying now..and in the distance I hear drums....Oh Lord please save us from a fate worse than death....I am saying to myself..the drums are becoming closer and louder..I can hear a faint chanting and urgent screams....
By Kyusha��1999
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