The officer, surrounded by these noises, was moved and a little embarrassed. He turned away to give them time to pull themselves together; and waited, allowing his eyes to rest on the trim cruiser in the distance. “Hey! No, wait!!!” he cried, running down the shore and into the water. The ship exited the lagoon and made it into the open sea. “What happened?” Ralph shrieked, shaken out of his sobbing state from the officer’s yells. “No! I must have kicked the reverse as I was getting out of the ship!” replied the officer. “No one else was on board: only me…” This horrible news sent the entire group into a state of shock. No one spoke for a couple minutes. Then the reality set in. One of the littluns burst into tears. Others joined in, and soon …show more content…
“Hey, what are you doing?” the officer exclaimed, and placed his hand on the gun handle at his side. “Stop! Who do you think you are?” The mass of children did not seize, but pressed on in anger, with Jack at its front, the savage ululations pouring from his raging lips. The officer drew his gun and pointed it at Jack. “STOP!” he screamed, but the group kept coming. The officer fired his gun. The bullet missed Jack and struck Roger in the arm, causing him to drop his spear and grasp his wound in pain. The tribe moved around his writhing figure and pressed on towards the naval officer. The point of Jack’s spear pierced the officer’s shirt, and moved into his flesh. More pointed tips did the same, and soon the officer’s body slumped down, overwhelmed by the large number of sharp intruding objects puncturing him. The single cry escaping the man’s lips was lost among the droning yells from the large group of savages, as they continued to perise his body. Hot blood flowed from the poor man's wounds, and the warriors cheered in triumph as the man’s eyes rolled back in his head, and his limbs went limp. Ralph stared on in horror. …show more content…
Jack and the tribe came over to him and chanted around him, admiring his bravery for taking such a hit, and allowing him to lean on them for support to stand. Ralph turned away and ran. He ran down the beach, not knowing where to go, simply to hide. He ran until his lungs gave way, and he collapsed, gasping for air upon the sand. White foamy water touched his skin. It surged over his feet, and around his legs. The water withdrew, and a splash of water fell from above. It landed in the sand, leaving a small dimple in the smooth surface. Another fell and did the same. Ralph wiped the tears from his eyes and turned around. In the distance, he could make out tiny specks moving around. They left the beach and entered the dense forest. Ralph wondered how long it would take before they returned to the beach to commit yet another murder. He turned to the sea, and saw another speck, this one white. His hopes of survival sailed off into the deep blue. His vision blurred, and he looked down into the sand, possibly the last piece of land he would ever see.