01-07-2020, 07:57 AM
Lucas ran as fast as he could. The leader of the expedition had told them the natives in this area were not hostile towards the missionaries. But when the group arrived in the village, things turned bad quickly.
Lucas had watched as several of his friends were killed. The only thing he knew to do was run for it. He hid out in the forest, stripping himself down to his boxes as the clothing he had been wearing were bright colors.
The pouring rain made his escape difficult. Much to his surprise, the natives were good trackers and quickly found him. The man's adrenaline went to an all high and he bolted into a fast sprint, splashing in the mud as he ran.
A couple of arrows flew past him. He grabbed one as he ran past where it was sticking in the mud. He turned and flung it, hitting a native straight through the chest. He raised his middle finger and turned to run.
Much to his surprise another native had made it out of the forest in front of him fully prepared to throw his spear. Lucas attempted to stop, but just then, the native's spear was airborn and struck the young missionary right in the belly button, piercing him completely through.
![[Image: 9%2Bbogged%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bmud.jpg]](https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tMDkDV_U47M/WBq8hbx2CyI/AAAAAAAAAFU/j0XdX2Sxp7sM6qAYrfDDvu1dV3NH12AtwCLcB/s400/9%2Bbogged%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bmud.jpg)
He let out a loud scream as the spear tore through his innards. He legs immediately gave out and he fell, writhing in the mud. A group of the natives advanced on the dying man and began stabbing him multiple times with their spear tips until his body went limp.
But, the group leader was mostly correct. The natives weren't hostile. They were just hungry.
Lucas had watched as several of his friends were killed. The only thing he knew to do was run for it. He hid out in the forest, stripping himself down to his boxes as the clothing he had been wearing were bright colors.
The pouring rain made his escape difficult. Much to his surprise, the natives were good trackers and quickly found him. The man's adrenaline went to an all high and he bolted into a fast sprint, splashing in the mud as he ran.
A couple of arrows flew past him. He grabbed one as he ran past where it was sticking in the mud. He turned and flung it, hitting a native straight through the chest. He raised his middle finger and turned to run.
Much to his surprise another native had made it out of the forest in front of him fully prepared to throw his spear. Lucas attempted to stop, but just then, the native's spear was airborn and struck the young missionary right in the belly button, piercing him completely through.
![[Image: 9%2Bbogged%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bmud.jpg]](https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tMDkDV_U47M/WBq8hbx2CyI/AAAAAAAAAFU/j0XdX2Sxp7sM6qAYrfDDvu1dV3NH12AtwCLcB/s1600/9%2Bbogged%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bmud.jpg)
He let out a loud scream as the spear tore through his innards. He legs immediately gave out and he fell, writhing in the mud. A group of the natives advanced on the dying man and began stabbing him multiple times with their spear tips until his body went limp.
But, the group leader was mostly correct. The natives weren't hostile. They were just hungry.
And As Always,
Happy Battlings and a Glorious Death to You All!!!!
B&D
Happy Battlings and a Glorious Death to You All!!!!
B&D
