Chapter 2: Remnants
There were three men, squatting facing each other. They were naked and streaked with dirt. Their hair was unkempt and matted to the point of dreadlocks. All three wore long beards that hung down between toned thighs.
“Hello,” Adam called out before the thought occurred to him that it might not have been the wisest thing to do.
All three men leapt to their feet. Once each one of them had pinpointed the owner of the greeting, their eyes stayed upon him.
Adam took a deep breath and stepped from the undergrowth. “Hello,” he said. It was too late to change his mind about making contact. A weak smile flickered on his lips. “Am I glad to see you.”
“Where you from?” asked the shorter of the three men.
“The shuttle I was on crashed into the lake.” He pointed over his sh
