He smiled as he saw two of the girls finally find each other. He had already seen one of the girls killed. She had come across one of the animals on the island and before he could stop it, or change its thoughts, it had charged at her, and she died instantly, an almost rhino looking animal with a large horn, a heavy animal, which crushed her against the rocks. So they were down to three already and one of the girls that had met, May or Samyra, were next on the agenda. The plant that they would both get used to had made its ways into the camp, into the camp they were both heading towards and it was now waiting, waiting for its first victim.