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Monkeys
The first time the two saw the red eyes of the crow staring at them, followed by the howl of the wolf in the middle of the day that made them wonder what on earth was happening that even with how bright the day was, the wolf seemed to be not in the mood as it kept on howling as if trying to scare the creatures away, or perhaps calling them for some company, but the two were obviously pissed, annoyed, scared, and bothered. “We should run,” Marlon told Craig. It was a little shaky, a little wavering, and it did not pass from Craig’s ears as he glanced at the person whom he knew was the bravest person, aside from being the most arrogant and the craziest, on the island. His eyes were forward, on the crow’s place, but he seemed to be not directly looking at it, rather on the body of the tree
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