"I can't believe it. Can't find Samuel." Brian felt tired.
Frans watched around. Hee couldn't understand why Brian didn't want to go downstairs. Since departing they have continued to fly and perch on the tree like birds. Of course both of them ran out of energy. Two days passed, never eating anything.
"Look at the river. We drink and catch fish. We could starve to death if it continues like this." Frans reminded Brian.
"OK."
Finally Brian was persuaded. As Brian sat by the river, Frans immediately caught the fish with the wood that he had sharpened the tip.
Seeing that Frans had got enough fish. Brian immediately collected the twigs. He burned the stick and helped Frans burn the fish.
"We have to fly again soon. We can't stay here too long," Brian said.
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