They'd been lost in the jungle for two days. On the first, they didn't even realize they were lost until evening time, though they had veered off track before lunch. The rain had fooled them, led them away from the sound of the river.
But it wasn't until the second day that things had begun to feel grim. By midmorning, they'd struck along the course of another stream that turned into a swelling river. That has settled their fears about continuing the journey without water. But by evening, they were becoming more and more aware of the reports of travelers who had died in this jungle because they'd gotten off the paths normally used.
(to be continued)