Chris calmed a bit, he expected something completely different. Well, he gets to live for a day or two more. If he's lucky, til the next stop.<br/>It was beggining to drift into the evening, which ment he survived 5 minutes past what he expected. He decided to head backto his cabin for some relaxation. The trip was extremelty short, and he began to ponder what he, himself would eat. After all, he couldn't eat full grown creatures could he? No, he wouldn't resort to that, its only two days and he was used to living off berries.<br/>Thing is, how many creatures would consider him prey? Then again, getting a head count would be too risky.<br/>He opened the door and walked straight to his bed. He laid there for a second and then laid there for a bit.<br/>If he found one friend on here that was high enough on the food chain to ask around, maybe he'd survive. Who's to say that creature won't turn on him...<br/>Maybe he is approaching this wrong, maybe he has to find a tiny creature to spy or deliver notes unseen. Then again, a sly creature like that would be hard to find... alive anyways.<br/>Could he possibly hide or disguise himself? Maybe make himself look like a completely different animal.<span style="font-style: italic"> Hey wait a second... was the storage man already food? Or did something else happen. </span>As more thought went on, Chris felt like he was in some murder-mystery novel.<br/>Eventually he bored himself to sleep with his thoughts...