Owl and Raccoon took off their pith helmets and used them as cups, scooping water from the shallow river. They’d been exploring the jungle for weeks. Four days ago, a rock fall swept their guide, and most of their supplies, away.
“We’re going to die,” Raccoon said. He kicked a stone into the jungle. But it hit something solid. Curious, the adventures chopped at the vegetation. After several hours, they found two small dark tunnels carved into the earth.