I was far from the treehouse now. Even if Margo and the others yelled, they couldn't possibly hear me. I was on my own.
I continued north, leaving markers as I went. Getting lost out here would be no laughing matter. Along the way, I kept finding droppings from large herbivores—likely antelope or wild goats. I also saw trails frequently used by wild boars. These discoveries led me to believe this island must be quite large to support such a diverse population of herbivores and predators like wild boars and wolves. A complete food chain and ecosystem. Perhaps further north, I might even find signs of human habitation…
But I quickly dismissed that thought. If people lived here, surely someone would have come looking for us after the plane crashed half a month ago. So, while large, th
