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The jungle reverberated with the sounds of the storm as it continued on its way out over the ocean. Flashes of lighting illuminated the tops of the trees, still gyrating with the diminished winds that had earlier lashed at them. Far below the canopies, on the jungle floor there were still parts that were almost dry. Damp. Damp and very dark.
The storm had woken a creature, something very much at home in the darkness. Something that would have been better left undisturbed.

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The creature stirred reaching out for its pets, but finding nothing, remembered that they were dead. The local people had learned long ago never to come to this part of the islands.
The people, the Malay, had a name for him. A name that he liked. "Fine One" or Makhluk halus. He thought he was very fine, and as for the one, he was the only one of his kind that he knew of. One reason he had preserved is that was very cautious. He was reluctant to leave his home, only severe hunger would get him to do that, preferring his sustenance to come to him. Though weakened for having not eaten in such a long time, he was still a long way from starvation...

It was strange for a storm to wake him, he brooded, and then he picked up on the sense. Was it smell, or sound?
Smell.
He hadn't smelled that for a long time, the last time it had come from a boat, not the long low wooden boats of the islanders, no it had been made of metal.
But metal didn't smell, it was the thick pungent smell... He thought for a while for the word.... Oil. That was it, the smell of oil.
That could only mean that there were people here who did not know of him. That could only be good. He reached out his senses again and encountered many on the beach, near the smell of oil. He also smelled blood and death.

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"Mayday. Mayday. This is November Five Five Niner Three. I have lost an engine in a storm near 4°S 101°E We are going down. Requesting assistance. Mayday. Mayday." those were the last words of Captain Clarence thought the mechanic as he looked at the now lifeless body that had been removed from the plane.
"We should bury the Captain" he wheezed.
He was lucky he had not died as well in the landing at the height of the storm, in fact he was the only serious injury with his arm broken in at least two places, and at least as many ribs as well.
"The storm looks like it is moving on, but it is still raining, and we need some sort of shelter". Shelter would be good, it wouldn't get too cold at night, but some of the passengers are in shock, and a fire would be good for many reasons, perhaps a boat or plane would pass by.
"Wood - we need dry wood for a fire".

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Moving through the darkness the Makhluk halus left the depths of the jungle and headed towards the intruders. He had strength still, strength enough to take over one of them for sure.
He dared hope that, not being natives, that none of them knew the defenses to his powers. If they didn't then he would be able to affect more than just the one that he could take over. One would last him for many rainy seasons, 5 or more would last him for ever so much longer.

He resolved that he must stop these ones from leaving, not like the last boat people managed to do.
He would work to destroy their boat first, before he started feeding.
Once their means of escape was destroyed he could take his time with the torments that he would be inflicting on them. Leaving them with no hope would make them weak, and then they would all be able to be made into pets. His for oh so many seasons.

On reaching the edge of the woods he saw the object, it wasn't a boat after all. He knew nothing of that thing on his beach, but that didn't worry him, his new pet would have that knowledge. All he needed was to get close, without leaving the safety of the jungle of course...

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When Clarence brought the plane down they had hit something, one of the pontoons had been sheared completely off and the hull had huge gaping holes in it. Who knew where the cargo would be, likely at the bottom of the ocean unless it could float.
"Food - someone should check for any fruit in the jungle - but don't go too far in, some of the fauna could also be hungry".
He didn't think he would be able to continue too much longer, the pain was starting to get to him, but the passengers came first, it was up to him. Then again he didn't think he could stay standing any longer, as he sank to his knees he thought about the other possibilities... The co-pilot was new, this was his second flight for the company, but he might do, the steward was busy trying to reassure the passengers, looking after the various cuts and abrasions. He didn't know who would be able to organize the work that needed to be done, but he didn't think it would be him.

The plane didn't look too bad, at least in the moonlight it didn't look too bad. A lot of water had gotten in, but they were up on the beach, so that wasn't a problem, the hull could be patched, and the pontoons/wingtips replaced.
One of the propellers had hit something, the beach perhaps? but it was metal and could be bent if heated. He couldn't smell much fuel, but there was likely an oil leak in one of the engines. A few days work perhaps and it might fly again... at least enough to get back to civilization, a hundred kilometers would be all that was necessary.

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Re: A game thread
What will happen to our brave engineer and the rest of the passengers?

Will the Makhluk halus have pets for many years, or go back to the jungle and weaken without any sustenance?

Sign up for Marooned in the Jungle of Evil and find out...

(This thread to be used as the game thread)
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